It seems science mimics religion in a denial of prehistory.  Whereas religion may deny a prehistory of cosmic evolution over billions of years, modern science denies a prehistory of that timeless awareness before the rise of history recorded in forms of writing, forms of alphabeta.  In fact in Veda / Knowledge, there is a rich pre recorded oral history living still through an unbroken oral lineage of that tree of knowledge w/many branches including mathematics, astronomy, engineering, etc..  That is now also recorded in writing of this purely phonetic language of spoken sound extant before having any alphabeta.  This language, Samskrita / Sanskrit exists today in written form w/an alphabeta of 44 letters developed out of man / manas / mind cycled by necessity of a timeless sacred era turning to the secular culminating now as our modern time of trade & commerce.

Note; this may be why the oldest pyramids contain no hieroglyphs as they were likely constructed in this pre- historical, pre-alphabeta, pre-commercial sacred era, that First Time, PARANTAKALE / ZEP TEPI.

Hieroglyphics, a sacred transitional writing, like Chinese calligraphy, demonstrates an evolution or involution from pure mind to its grossification by hand in paper, pen, & ink where thought may now actualize in physical tracings or inscriptions of such as pictographs – pictures / paintings  / stylized representations of objects, indicators- indirect symbols to convey abstract ideas leading to ideograms – logical composites to form characters w/ different meanings, leading to phonograms- characters representing speech / spoken sounds.  Thus man / manas / mind in hand went from writing thousands of symbols to boiling writing down to a handful of phonetic symbols which we call alphabeta/alphabet.  A natural result of this involutionary evolution was apparent objectification of subjective reality under that spell(ing) of  written thought as now apparent word concept of that inconceivable that I am.  Wise men, realizing the fatal rise of this schematic paradox, re-converted letters / inscribed forms of formless re-ality, back into pictures so that seer sees now in a pre conceptual mode which unfortunately was then all too often re-transcribed into voluminous slabs of conceptual alphabeta.  Thus Tarot, that 3-D cube/house of 22 cards is too often represented in volumes of conceptual writing.  Similarly, the subjective reality, that that that I am is, is described in complex volumes transcribed in series of letters, words, numbers, symbols, etc. leading man / manas / mind away from realizing that prehistorical, pre-hysterical, & pre-conceptual reality that I am eve’n while writing or reading this.

 

That there was, is, & ever will be that FIRST TIME, that FIRST PERSON singular singularity, that I am, that reality, that sacred now, never defined, defiled, or determined by writing, means that actual infinite potential to realize that, is at & out of hand as that open hand / open mind, yodheyvavhey. That tetragrammaton is ZEP TEPI, that ‘first time’ that ‘day the earth stood still’

Our earth spins at 66,600 mph as it circumnavigates our sun.  Our sun in turn circumnavigates the center of the galaxy @ 144 miles per second, completing its cycle in a mere 230 million years.  A tornado may move @ 300 mph.  Such motion dwarfs any concept movement we may have even while jetting down an open highway in our Accord.  Still, that center, that eye of the storm, ever remains motionless & therefore timeless sum time.  Being that center, that I am, out of which we observe all motion, whether through the windshield of our Accord, or lenses of our glasses, or lenses of our eyes allows us in that stillness, that changelessness, to observe motion, to observe change.  Of such is the nature of centeredness of that, that I am.  That centeredness is analogous to the center of our planet, our planetary solar system, our Milky Way galaxy & the grand center of our visible & invisible universe just as the 150 +/-billion neurons of our neo-cortex is to the 150+/-billions of galactic stars to the 150+/- billions of galaxies in our universe.  We may realize that at any time, any & every time being now,  sum time even while apparently living in an imagined as though(t) separate body immersed in the waking quaking cosmic reality.  Awareness of such magnitude should disappear any sense of individuality except, being that indivisible singularity of that, that that I am is, offers opportunity to recognize in that singular sum thing as being any thing, a na y thing, y denied, potentially possible, given a name to form it thoughtfully as information.  That we may seem to be able to narrow our focus to that of myopic minutia re-presents the power of infinite potential ignore-ance.  That infinite potential ever still includes that potential to realize the complete still stillness, immortal immortality, complete everlasting being of that, that premier moment, being now, which enables all concept of then, to appear to move forwards /for words or backwards / back words or not/na/d’na.  For w/out words there would be not another thing to say or imagine for or against that cosmic radiation backg”round in(being) which we echo vibration to appear to disappear as though(t) full(y) separate be’ng(s) in time measured now as though(t) here & there.  That magnitude of billions years, miles, beings, reabsorbs any & all definition, all sense of separateness, in that here & that now, unless we have something to say & write about it & who will ever have the last word?  We know the first word, the first time now that we recognize it.  We can only remember & recall the past now.  We can only think & worry about the future now & thus that is the first time, now, sum time that you appear to think about it.  That we must have 3 dimensions of space to form a cubic body rounded in gravity of time plus that 5th of Jim Beam, that Jah Be-am-ing = a ka-NEW CREATURE CREATING CREATION to row row row as that ka-new now that we k(a)now / realize that, that that I am is, was, & ever will be.

Everyone remembers now their first time.  First time up on 2 feet, first time up on 2 wheels, first day of school, first drink, first high, first orgasm?  Remember that now?  Well, maybe not all that but probably first sexual union where two beings join as one?  Still, there is apparently another first time, not an action in time but no less memorable or life-changing, SATORI, conscious realization of that inconceivable invisible indivisible completion, that I am, that singular sum thing sum time into which not another thing may be added nor out of which taken.  That may actually be experienced if & only if you want it or not/na/d’na.  It seems in all actuality of infinite potential, you may or may not have that experience, may not even be aware of it, but in the beginning, middle,& end it is up to you & you alone.  Virginity in terms of lacking experience of satori / realization, just as lacking sexual experience does not look so good past 20, let alone past 50-60+, especially now that you realize it.  Just as falling asleep is up to & in you alone, finding / realizing that, that that I am is, is you & you alone. It seems anyone’s hair is capable of catching fire given the right spark. It is you that burns /realizes or not/na/d’na/denies.  No one else accompanies you there, as there as well as here, there is no one else but you / yod /that I am that may now realize it or not/na/d’na/deny it.  Of such is the glory, the wonder, the pure joy / bliss / full fullness / LOVE SUPREME of being that, that that I am is, was, & always will be.  That first timeless time before beginning to think & having thought of yourself as two, that, that I am & that, that I am not, is able(Abel) to be realized now.  In the beginning of time, whether moment, hour, day, week, month, year, decade, century, millennia, etc., it seems that we must slay / esse lay our brother Abel/able down in order to appear as, to be Abel/able to be that actual actor acting & thus feel all that guilt & sorrow of appearing to disappear, to carry on the weight(ing) of a life separated in denial/d’na of fellowship w/that brother.  Are we now a’s that Cain’t, appearing to be that other, that br’other / brahman(reality) a’s other, destined to wander in aimless ignore-ance, that cain’t, that denial(d’na), of such that I am, yet cannot seem to realize that, even as we regularly fall back into that sacred timeless embrace of darkness un-manifest causal causality?  That this experience does not require a partner, at least none/nun other than realizing that silent Able brother we thought, we think on awaking, we abandon a’s eve’n tho that one never abandons eve’n as we build those metaphoric walls to enclose us in a house / cubic body from which to appear to exit, to exist in actuality, to have a structure of such from which to field, to feel da/ta, to cultivate, to precipitate, to familiarize in order to have & to hold, to let go a gain or a loss, to take a chance at the wheel, that wheel, that we’ll going / beaming / be’aming to do whatever it takes to be Abel & Cain’t.

Equality, from waking empirical, experiential, observational perspective would seem, at first glance, to be absurd in the extreme.  Obviously, at this level we find extreme diversity at every turn, yet returning, turning to re, to that deep sleep causal model of actual un/one consciousness reality we find one singular invisible indivisible invisibility sum thing sum time, that I am is.  We find that, every day/night w/in everyone regardless of race, creed, gender, ethnicity, religion, locale, circumstance, etc. & in whatever other time we may appear to be.  That, we all know & in that, no one in their right mind has any doubt.  We star’e(t) from there.  That is why / Y / yod / you / that I am is & why it is called the causal body state, re; point of view, of you, of y that I am is.  Now when we look at the word, equality / e-qualus / that of such, e-merging, coming out(x’et’ing) as though(t) to manifest as a feast of man/manas/mind, a meal or measure of mind, we realize our being of such a’s that, that that I am is.  That I am is reality of equality.  That I am is in actuality, cause of & in all apparent effect.  We are that star’e'(t) of being of such (qualus/quality) of & in any & all no matter how much (quantum/quantity) appearance appears to be there.

In that, that, there exists this terrible terrifying schism of ignore-ance between astronomy & astrology, between that cosmic observed & that cosmic observer.  That apparent duality comes from a singular astro /astron /star’e'(t).  Astronomy / astro + nemein / named, arranged, distributed vs. Astrology / astro + discourser, namer, word, name.  In that we find one utterly dependent on the other as observed is utterly dependent on observer.  Certainly either may be debased as pop ‘sun sign’ & pop science fiction just like pop art & pop music.  The real ? may be why?  Why denigration?  Why denigration, why make a joke of anything & for what purpose?

Realizing that that I am is of singular singularity, reveals that ultimate purpose in a word [<OF purpos < purposer see PROPOSE.] to put forward for consideration or acceptance [< OF proposer < pro forth (<L) + poser. see POSE] pose – position of the whole in that manner/ that mannuarias /of the hand < manus / mind.  That is pose of freestanding star’e/see’ng seer of Mr. re point of view/you/y

Liberation of that free freed freedom of the open hand , the open mind in realizing that actuality of that great cosmic comic mind is instantaneous reabsorption of any & all differentiation in re; back into causality re; that cause in all effect that that that I am is in actuality of that brahman / reality of non-actuality, that first person x’s(out) tense of a na y tense of person-na.

In that, we may find in that open hand letting it go, letting it be, a realization of that something, that sum thing sum time, that whole enchilada, that I am far greater than any particular we may appear a’s too (two) grab onto.

You gotta laugh, long & hard, & cry too.