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[integer at www.god-emil.dk]

>>once said that consciousness IS the 
>>mechanism that forms, and IS, the whole of all being (ie. the 
>>universe).  Inextricably bound together, as is referred to below (in 
>>relation to the human).  The logical extension of this is that not only 
>>are humans conscious, but rather each and every definable particle, 
>>notion etc. has it's own being and hence self-awareness.  A human 
>>though has a separate consciousness from the individual cells of which 
>>it consists, and so do the mitochondria within them etc.  
>
>ie. higher order consciousness



                collective unconscious is not so easily left behind.

                At times (e.g. moments of intense crisis) it may even lead to
                temporary escape from the temporal shackles of the remembered present 
                [whilst remaining conscious  
                
        
                It is a paradox that as conscious beings we cannot fully rid our selves
                of higher order consciousness, leaving only the event-driven rush of primary
                consciousness.
        
                sometimes called madness

        
                This is the state mystics aim toward.





>>A question 
>>that arises is where does that barrier occur.  If there were no 
>>barriers ones conscious would immediately expand into the whole of 
>>being instantaneously, but, as posited below, the body-mind-spirit 
>>thingy is inextricably bound.
>
>ie. nn



                       "I am now the circulation of meaning, of the eternal possibility,
                        communication as a being.
                        Don't give me a name, I'll disappear,
                        a child, an idiot, a madman,
                        a name without a name closed in my world.
                        I want to be free to wish, to wish to disappear,
                        in a pulsation, blended with you,
                        my heavenly lover.
                        You change my self into
                        pure energy, into a fluid, a rush, a pulsation of love.
                        Without fences, without name, without meaning.
                        only the lively movement of a double being"    

                        - m.kuzmanovic once upon a MOTHER FUCKING time speaking to aprox "12 of me"
        
        






in a dream i drove off a cliff and on the way down my life flashed before my
eyes. i was happy to die.


        `it is a misery to stretch an empty hand and receive nothing
        but it is hopelessness if i stretch an empty hand + find none 
        to receive`

michaelangelo painted a mans hand reaching towards the hand of god. he did
not paint them touching.