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hierophant

hierophant

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I have always been left perplexed by the state of existence, for the world at large, outer space so grand and the earth so small; yet its perception is seen as great. What strikes me curious is the state of being, man by his being exist, with form, shape and a manner & context by which he exist. The whale cannot grasp what life is like to walk, he must breath like we do, but most of his life will be spent within the context of the ocean, what sustains his existence? Water, forever going in different directions, ever deeper to the core of the earth and yet will never know his being upon the surface. Would this not then sound more a curse or a question worth asking as to the nature of existence within the realm of land?

The mole rat, is mainly blind, senses from its nose guide its reality, he exist within tiny holes, and has his being in the dirt, the planet if it could tell us its secrets may very well reply "I exist within the cosmic environment & and I know not what happens beyond the vast blackness for I am still and I neither what goes on without, but I know what happens within", we would be shocked at such a finding, to realize that mans existence is not only to his own, but every being that has proceedeth from the mind of God. Truly if we were to inquire & investigate into the nature of things, we may very well find a odd list of questions come into being:

1.Why do I exist?
2.How do I exist?
3.When did my form come into being?
4.How do forms come into existence?
5.Has life always been this way or has this recently occurred?



Man gains comprehension from his intelligence, his understanding comes from what does not change, experience teacheth him one thing & is fixed, but intelligence shows him a world not yet in existence. Yet something ever fundamental occurs within the animal and humans realms- which it has been shared with me that the spirit realm and material realm are connected or separated very little, they both reside in such a manner liken to guitar strings, close but separate, and only when the cosmic player strings them together do they vibrate together; in essence, two states of beings coming together- spirit who enters into the material and the material into the spirit. One must marvel at the idea that when a spirit living in the 4th dimension comes into our state must laugh at how limited we are and how vast he seems to be. But even he must ask "beyond my own, does there exist a plane greater then my own?".

Why do we eat each other? That when we are pushed to the brink of hunger, we eat anything without respect to the consciousness of the being of things we eat. Reality we learn later in life is brutish, cruel, mean and violent and some men prefer it that way. Why is it starvation exist? Every being requires sustenance, but has any man adventured to question "why must I eat something to energize my own being?", and we are just in doing so, as far as I comprehend, man eats any and all things, the parasite requires a host, the fox the rabbit. Oddly, I must digress for the moment, how odd that we should look at the existence of each creature on earth and we find them devouring each other, if we were to ask each what they thought, what might they say? How evil is the fox says the rabbit, how mean the rabbit is for running away. Even amongst the spiders we find, the female eats the male and she persist and the man, only for a season; a time to live & a time to do say'th the preacher.

As mentioned, man eats all things, the parasite needing a host, the fox chasing the rabbit. Each requires something of substance a form of energy, what is plainly clear is that mans diet consist of many things, whatever is denied him by his body, he would naturally have it. Yet the beings of this realm must eat others or beings who's form takes a shape, the snake eats a mice and that mice who's being eats meat as well- his neighbor the rat will subsist on meats, or pallets; verily it is seen that everything eats some however have gained nourishment not from others, but from the energy of beings or things which would seem impossible! A plants diet mainly consist of the energy of the sun, how remarkable that a simple beings, who's composition though it never speaks does all that it intends to do, it gains nutrition simply from water and the sun it need not tear into the flesh of another nor need it take eggs from a hen it simply exist ( This is not of course to deny that it to must wage war somehow). For now dear reader, I must leave you on a note, and be it left for your consideration of your being, that of others and the beings you ate today. May this piece serve to wet the apatite who would desire to know.

@GeckoBus
 
I have always been left perplexed by the state of existence, for the world at large, outer space so grand and the earth so small; yet its perception is seen as great. What strikes me curious is the state of being, man by his being exist, with form, shape and a manner & context by which he exist. The whale cannot grasp what life is like to walk, he must breath like we do, but most of his life will be spent within the context of the ocean, what sustains his existence? Water, forever going in different directions, ever deeper to the core of the earth and yet will never know his being upon the surface. Would this not then sound more a curse or a question worth asking as to the nature of existence within the realm of land?

The mole rat, is mainly blind, senses from its nose guide its reality, he exist within tiny holes, and has his being in the dirt, the planet if it could tell us its secrets may very well reply "I exist within the cosmic environment & and I know not what happens beyond the vast blackness for I am still and I neither what goes on without, but I know what happens within", we would be shocked at such a finding, to realize that mans existence is not only to his own, but every being that has proceedeth from the mind of God. Truly if we were to inquire & investigate into the nature of things, we may very well find a odd list of questions come into being:

1.Why do I exist?
2.How do I exist?
3.When did my form come into being?
4.How do forms come into existence?
5.Has life always been this way or has this recently occurred?



Man gains comprehension from his intelligence, his understanding comes from what does not change, experience teacheth him one thing & is fixed, but intelligence shows him a world not yet in existence. Yet something ever fundamental occurs within the animal and humans realms- which it has been shared with me that the spirit realm and material realm are connected or separated very little, they both reside in such a manner liken to guitar strings, close but separate, and only when the cosmic player strings them together do they vibrate together; in essence, two states of beings coming together- spirit who enters into the material and the material into the spirit. One must marvel at the idea that when a spirit living in the 4th dimension comes into our state must laugh at how limited we are and how vast he seems to be. But even he must ask "beyond my own, does there exist a plane greater then my own?".

Why do we eat each other? That when we are pushed to the brink of hunger, we eat anything without respect to the consciousness of the being of things we eat. Reality we learn later in life is brutish, cruel, mean and violent and some men prefer it that way. Why is it starvation exist? Every being requires sustenance, but has any man adventured to question "why must I eat something to energize my own being?", and we are just in doing so, as far as I comprehend, man eats any and all things, the parasite requires a host, the fox the rabbit. Oddly, I must digress for the moment, how odd that we should look at the existence of each creature on earth and we find them devouring each other, if we were to ask each what they thought, what might they say? How evil is the fox says the rabbit, how mean the rabbit is for running away. Even amongst the spiders we find, the female eats the male and she persist and the man, only for a season; a time to live & a time to do say'th the preacher.

As mentioned, man eats all things, the parasite needing a host, the fox chasing the rabbit. Each requires something of substance a form of energy, what is plainly clear is that mans diet consist of many things, whatever is denied him by his body, he would naturally have it. Yet the beings of this realm must eat others or beings who's form takes a shape, the snake eats a mice and that mice who's being eats meat as well- his neighbor the rat will subsist on meats, or pallets; verily it is seen that everything eats some however have gained nourishment not from others, but from the energy of beings or things which would seem impossible! A plants diet mainly consist of the energy of the sun, how remarkable that a simple beings, who's composition though it never speaks does all that it intends to do, it gains nutrition simply from water and the sun it need not tear into the flesh of another nor need it take eggs from a hen it simply exist ( This is not of course to deny that it to must wage war somehow). For now dear reader, I must leave you on a note, and be it left for your consideration of your being, that of others and the beings you ate today. May this piece serve to wet the apatite who would desire to know.

@GeckoBus
OH I SUMMON YOU, Parmenides and Zeno and the other pre-socratic ilk! Maybe your ontological musings be a fine offering before dis magnificent text writ large! :feelsautistic::feelsautistic::feelsautistic: Tis a high effort and forceful thread, my minds loins ache from the penetrations it hath suffered from digesting this heavy load, such poise, such gusto! Olympus cries and a mother weeps, where art thou sons of Hermes and Apollo, seed of Chronos, blood of my blood, bone of my bone, brow of my brow! And in the depths of hades, the lost poet composes his piece, he puts down the ink, fashions himself a quill from a blackswans coat and guided by muses and musings, sets about his work! And his name is 𝖍𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖙!
 
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