Exegesis: Perfectus

The fabric of energy that permeates space/time, that is space time, is an eternal perfection of interconnected and interdependent happen. All forces, algorithms, choices, etc. tie together as in an infinite internet. Constantly in communication everything through either movement, vibration, frequency, or some form of energetic interaction and action, cause and effect. We are a conscious conduit repository remembering the information of energy from which we have come and through we do go, and through which we will go and through which we do come, through which we are and that which is us, through all contexts of past, present, and future evolution; regress and progress.

Imperfection an illusion. Developing only at the expected absolute event forming from a limited equation, or maybe rather it is the equation that limits. Failed perfection of an expectation assimilates into perceived delusions of imperfection. Such results are desparity, tribulation, discouragement, suicide on scales large and small; the Human Being must understand that the Earth is a living organism and through us does it convey consciousness, as does everything through us and us through it. Infinite reflection, us of it and it of us, us of each other and each other of our selves. To see what you have become; does it worry you? Or does it empower you? Or perhaps maybe it does not matter. From the former I choose the hindmost sentence. Nothing really matters. Perfection is all and eternity that is and ever will be, but your mind flutters about in worry and despair... you grab onto what isn't real in an attempt to catch a swirl of intertwined love... but what is really wrong? Well, not even nothing... so why do you worry yourself? Why are you insecure? Why are you afraid to die... your existence is eternal... the energy of the universe... why are you afraid to live? You chose to live... everything chose you to live... and nothing... the miracles are not so special anymore... just happenings that can be easily explained away... but through the connection of the existence that is working in motion together forever, in both space and time... the events happened to unfold in that very moment... exactly the only way that they could and would... choice? Who has choice? You think you do... but you don't... you are only a reaction of your environment... and your environment a reaction of you... a reflection of self and selves and selflessness.... of absence and presence... forms and abyss... I'm not here to show you pretty dreams and smiles... fairy tales and afterlife's of gold and pearls... I'm here to write you the truth... if you care to understand... where I... you... us... and it is coming from and going to... nowhere...