Tagged with 'infinity'

The boy looked up to his father and said, ``Why must I grow up? Can't I be a child forever?''

And the father said, ``Change is the way of all things, my son. One day you will look back on this time of transition, and you will have fond memories of your days before manhood. But you will be in a different place then, and you will not wish to go back; cannot go back.''

Nearly every day, I like to walk around my backyard, slowly, taking one careful step after another, highly aware of where my foot will land and the degree of vibrations, knowing that the slightest molecule out of place will alert any insect basking on a leaf to my presence, and they will flit away.

I want to explain a key fact of life: The Universe is made up of 99.99 percent empty space, Void.

I want to go beyond what I learned in high school science. Keep in mind that with every answer seems to be another 100 questions. Science is always changing, and no one is certain about Anything. Our "measurements" are only so much in a vast abyss of life's infinite mystery.

When comparing the current overall level of consciousness, that we as the human race exhibit, to the unlimited potential that we have in every possible way, we are still infants. Going far beyond the shift from the self-centered to the unity-oriented modality of existence, this potential includes becoming the infinite conscious creative force of Reality itself.

"I could only hold on, remembering not to fall off into the distracting light show. Then, everything stopped! The darkness opened to light, and on the other side of space, all was utterly still. Then the words "Just because it's possible" emerged out of nothingness and filled me. The great power sought to fill all possibilities. It was amoral, but it was love, and it just was.

We are not the knowledge we collect or identify ourselves with, we all have the ability to tune into inner sacred knowing and being, for some, this might seem an abstract concept because we as humans have been so conditioned into collecting data and seeking outside of ourselves, we are addicted to seeing proof of that knowledge, it is an addiction bred from disconnectivity to the source, insecurit

My friend, my shadow,
Who's only desire is to take my breath away with his embrace,
To envelope my life with the shadows of infinity,
My friend, my shadow, he never leaves my side,

He reminds me of the transience of this world,
His presence is strong, yet he nurtures fragility,
He desires the stillness between each heart beat,
Between each breath of life, my friend, my shadow,

Death. It never really struck me that I would one day have a funeral. That I would be in a casket with friends and loved ones looking at me, with smelly, caked up, makeup on my face and a suit with the back cut to shreds with my ass resting gently on the silk lined casket. I have George Carlin of all people to blame for this revelation.

i've been many places, met many people...experienced lots of emotions and feelings, and done things that were inevitably just escape routes from this waking dream many refer to as life.

Supposedly there is a force in the universe that is nonlocal...it interferes with photons and ions in our universe but cannot be described locally...

In this one-off documentary, David Malone looks at four brilliant mathematicians - Georg Cantor, Ludwig Boltzmann, Kurt Gödel and Alan Turing - whose genius has profoundly affected us, but which tragically drove them insane and eventually led to them all committing suicide.

This is going to be one of many short stories which compose a larger work, tentatively called "The Chronicles of He." This is the first one called Breakthrough, and is about His awakening to the World. Through the larger work I hope to explore the universally resonant issues of being. They will not be in chronologic order, except that this one represents the beginning.