universal gelehrter

the last and only remaining way that could profoundly bring mankind forward by mental force and insight - mistakably often called intelligence - is the typus of polymath.
serious advice: do not trust a musician, who is not more than interested in mathematics, healing, social science. do not trust a physician, who has no connection to the arts, to biologics, to literature. do not trust a philosopher, who does not want to deal with chemistry, artificial intelligence…
every science seperated from the rest of the world evokes unfavourable contact with the dark forces, enabling them to rise their influence on us, on our world. seperation means closing your heart - instead of your eyes. this shutdown most probably always generates a microclimate liked by the demons and underworld beings - disliked by the angels. things, aspects, topoi standing in no connection with each other are weak. elements of a mellow world.

main brain

have you seen those two pictures in comparison - one a microscope view of the human brain, the other a telescope impression of the universal interstellar space? the similarity is obvious - a more or less chaotically grown structure of branches, junctions points of light, like a fancy tribal garden of plants.

now imagine, dear brothers and sisters: what would it mean if the universe were a real brain as well? a huge immeasurable system of thought, spirit, intelligence…
if so, who were the lucky owner of this brain? (however, we might say, every brain, also ours, is a possession of its creator and its ruler, so we have to put it sharper:) whom does this brain belong to?

as long as there is no better proposal i suggest: this brain is god’s brain. this huge awesome machine we call the universe is god’s brain itself. he is but consisting of this brain - an endless spiritual and astral sphere. a brain being, like the seperated brain in roald dahls psychedelic science fiction story. but a god existing just as a brain isn’t an idea born by a splatter movie’s director. it is the consequence of an axiom that declares: god is spirit.

now we are allowed to see: god is his own, his even materially and energetically efficient brain, containing little knods of matter, points where the light electric energy freezes down to a terrestrial layout: our earth. 

if god is the realm of the spirit it could also include this aspect: reaching the sphere of father sky we immediately enter, or we are just starting to explore the outer brain regions of god. we would call them outer regions in relation to our point of view, the earth.*

every spot of light on this material earth, that we still call our mother, every lightning, every flash, every burning candle and every tribal fire is an extension of the outer space synapses - an effect of a thinking process of this endless mind. endless in time and space. as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end.

but this huge machine - could it be god’s brain itself? is he but consisting of this brain - an endless spiritual astral sphere? containing tiny little knods of matter, points where the light electric energy freezes down to a terrestrial layout, our earth?
epilogue:
perhaps the forecasted collapse of the earth is part of a brain tumor…

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*an important aim which could be a secret programm for every space enterprise project, 

although these special events seem to be based on a rather dry and simple material point of view.

lense, airplane, space: effectivity of bowing

as soon as matter appears in the shape of a bow, things start to happen.
the arch in the airfoil of a plane lifts these tons of matter up, skywards.
      (if the love of mother earth were proprietorial,
      we were not able to levitate. at least not materially.)
the curve in the glass of the lense lets the world appear either bigger smaller.
space itself is curved for reaching the right tonus and stretching our intellect.

inflection does not only mean the gesture of respect, humility, devotion.
it makes the world go round. literally. physically.

ear, hear the earth heart. here: her art

green - colour of you, our beloved mother nature.
soulful symbiosis of your yellowish earth eagle earnestness
and that universal ultramarin above there… father… feather…

green - colour of my heart, inner centre of my essence:
perfect encounter between that sphere of communion thus communication 'round my neck
and the strenght of my chest, texture of body smile… reflecting plexus of the sunlight…

trees tribes tears...

flight illusion

the illusion to get along without connection to your family, your ancestors, your tradition is like the fancy of a child who is convinced of the possibility of flying. flying and fleeing: both of them are important phantasmagoria as they teach you the feeling of freedom. nevertheless you are to learn accepting the fact that you cannot fly and that you cannot live outside your biosphere - no matter if this takes place in your heart or if you manage to stay with those guys called family…

not proceeding to this may raise some high challenges on your path…
falling and drowning in emptiness…
while following the line might be a challenge too...
every path is a challenge.

enlightment

be flooded or flood yourself with light…
imagine it as a liquid turning it into high reality and relevance…
feel the shiver of shining dynamic rays entering your entity…

the german language knows two different meanings:

aufklaerung -
concerning the awakening ratio:
light of scientific social sexual liberation

erleuchtung -
concerning the mystic union:
light of cosmos god awareness realization

talking about the age of enlightment needs a decision:
are we talking about 18th century? or the presence and close future?

thus - be aware of the fact that this is a mental divorce we are able to heal!

harmony of abdication - happiness of austereness

to abstain from travelling by a high tech machine that requires high amounts of energy for staying high above the earth in the air is not a moral manner or a propagandistic statement or an environmental consciousness raising exercise for our comfort and our ego, which is crazy about flying, teaking it for stepping into the illusion of astral space. it will just evolve a deeper connection with the entire creation, a strong and healthy bond with our rich and lovely mother. planet earth. our love is your love, mother! our smile is your smile. our metabolism is your circuit. living in a lying world, we stay in firm and serious alliance with you.

morphogenetic symphony

god is not provable. that’s it. for twenty or more years i was fine and felt quite free and groovy with this point of view. after a while i started to watch closer, perhaps less sharp, perhaps deeper. suspecting that the sense of religion is not to publish any general truth, especially not any kind of provable reality. the fact that this would not need any faith is just one side of the coin. the other is: religion has to be rather an agreement between the enlightened ones - may they be priests or prisoners, bums or buddhas - and the others. an agreement to erect a canon of narrations, may they be based on historic fundaments or not. narrations as a result of spiritual freedom, inner wisdom, visceral truth and collective wisdom. following this morphogenetic symphony means rooting oneself in the reality called mother earth and stretching out into the universe.