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May. 20th, 2001
consciousness astronomy
May. 20th, 2001 11:10 amSometimes I just can't seem to stay away from the computer. It's not that I'm stuck in front of it all day, but rather that I have to keep returning to it throughout the day to restore my connection. My connection to what, exactly, I don't really know. Well actually, that's not true - I think I do know. I've become connected in a very meaningful way with a few people here. And I want to connect with everybody: I've recently realized that pretty much the only thing I really need to do in this life is to make these connections and to keep them intact. As I was saying last night, we're like these stars around which galaxies are formed; we all have different strengths and different intensities, and we each create our own solar systems around us as we grow and nurture that energy. By keeping the original connection and network intact between the actual stars themselves, we will experience continually greater waves of energy flowing between each of our galaxies, in time. It's a positive, progressive force.
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May. 20th, 2001 11:29 amSometime around 1977, I started to feel like there has only been one day. I have felt like I've been living the same day over and over again ever since then.
There really does seem to be only one day, one moment, one point of existence. The Now. What seems like a moving target as time progresses from one moment to the next, but what is really just all that there is in the whole universe. The moving is our own minds' projection onto the screen. The movement is what we use as a frame of reference, since we don't all have the intuition to walk through it without looking.
Unwitting metaphors, and continuation of Truth:
N (sometime before 1970): Before all beginnings, after all endings, I am.
G (about 8 hours ago): I am the wind. I was the wind before I arrived here, and I'll return to being the wind after I leave.
N (still sometime before 1970): The real does not die; the unreal never lived.
F (about 16 hours ago): Everything is God - everything. There has never been anything here other than God.
There really does seem to be only one day, one moment, one point of existence. The Now. What seems like a moving target as time progresses from one moment to the next, but what is really just all that there is in the whole universe. The moving is our own minds' projection onto the screen. The movement is what we use as a frame of reference, since we don't all have the intuition to walk through it without looking.
Unwitting metaphors, and continuation of Truth:
N (sometime before 1970): Before all beginnings, after all endings, I am.
G (about 8 hours ago): I am the wind. I was the wind before I arrived here, and I'll return to being the wind after I leave.
N (still sometime before 1970): The real does not die; the unreal never lived.
F (about 16 hours ago): Everything is God - everything. There has never been anything here other than God.
LJ demographics
May. 20th, 2001 09:38 pmCheck this out. I imported LJ's country distribution list into Excel to see how many of us are here. Here's the executive summary:
Total journals on LJ worldwide: 112,878
US: 90,709
Canada: 7,078
UK: 4,016
Oz: 2,847
and Antarctica: 153 (?? - that's more than Italy, and almost as many as Japan!)
There's a damn lot of people here...
Total journals on LJ worldwide: 112,878
US: 90,709
Canada: 7,078
UK: 4,016
Oz: 2,847
and Antarctica: 153 (?? - that's more than Italy, and almost as many as Japan!)
There's a damn lot of people here...