Upon initial inspection, what you see is what you get. Upon further inspection, you've already been and done it ALL, but have chosen this given limitation to partake of a particular flavor... Welcome to This Variation! The words you are reading come flowing from the font of one whose ambitions are what they may be, or may be what they seem not to be...rest assured however: You will not be charged for your amusement or chagrin, nor shall you be vestigially tied to any product placement, nor thought-form axiom. You are what you are, and I have no motivation, desire, nor intention to maim, ridicule, or displace you!
I write for the promise of a harmonic bridge to close the gap of a changing world. Subjectivity abounds, and Objectivity reclines peacefully with a coniferous blend of manna and archetypal fervor in the pantheistic actuality of something much more placating than the common barrages of escapist clout, claiming reality and beaming digitally to your HD, SD, or multi-tuned receivers. Yes, I bring a tuning, turning, whisper-shouting and laughing pontifications without inert justification, in an effort to induce a process of conscious transformation from box to the outside of the in, the inside of the out, and assist in uncovering "what it's all about." I offer a perspective and prospective verse, laden with hyperbole, lyrical ingenuity, staunch arrogance, humble banter, a perpetual cheerful smile, the best of intentions, and specific instructions on how to obtain clarity in a world seemingly teaming with sleeping masses and a powerful controlling secretive few. I receive nothing for your reading pleasure but the satisfaction of positive or negative reception.
(Proper Grammar may come and go, but love and life is Harmony Resounding)
There is a permanence to flawless design, and we're all bathing in it. Any seeming inconsistency is an earmark left by a higher self in search of a finely woven tapestry of a man or woman to unravel the imagery within the assumed aberration and learn a thing or two about the framework of Reality, or a reality in which they have chosen to partake in. These purported hiccups or cogs assist in shaping the growing perspectives of mankind as they raise or lower their conscious vibrations in active or passive participation in the actualized experiential journey they currently embibe.
I am a projecting and receiving vessel, sauntering about in a whimsical fashion, paying my dues, my respect, and my unabashed admiration for all whom frolic in a timely fashion with or without me on, in, as, or through this wonderful sphere as its consciousness expands and a star shall be born. Whether we all understand or acknowledge all the {} and [] along the way is entirely up to us and our pre-disposed plans, in accordance with our ceaseless marriage to the choices we have provided for ourselves in this designated time/space ordeal of trauma, delight, and higher learning.
There is, indeed, quite a method to the non-isolated, finitely infinite perceived madness of the way things are, and seem to be, but that's quite a large story, but can be abbreviated thusly: I AM
Unveil as you see fit, and throw fits as often as you like, but if truth is what you seek look no further to everywhere around and within you. A moment of pause and reflection is all that it takes to start the journey.
Amuse yourself(ves)with my banter if you choose, as I sing and dance in text through this modality. It is my current disposition, as i position myself for what lies ahead.
With kind regards to those involved in this epic jubilee of omnipresence,
-b
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