The Weight of The Mind~

I've been contemplating density recently......  referring literally to the substance of this thing we mortals call reality.  Odd as it may sound, but I feel incredibly too dense, solid.  I'd like to be more unearthly.  Essentially...  I just wish to be Jedi.  I imagine myself traveling at the speed of thought, defying these so-called "laws" of gravity, shapeshifting The Very World Before Me...  I'm not asking for much.  I'm just a girl in the universe wishing to be God~
I find the word UNIVERSE so peculiar... such a simple word to represent the totality of what proves to be Infinite~  kind of like the words: love, and God.   Save for Transcendence... how else can a human, operating in a finite vehicle, even come close to understanding such vastness of Infinitude?   I don't believe we can encapsulate something so boundless into human vocabulary.  It's poignant when we come close- but frankly, it's impossible to hit the nail on the head.  The closer   we are    to     the
S i l e n c e ..... .  .   .   


perhaps then,   and only then,   can we truly express   I n f i n i t y ~

Once Upon A Prophecy

Once upon a time, there was a Mayan prophecy.  All that man knows to be "real" shall perish and only that which is rooted in Truth shall remain.  This prophecy foretold thee End of Times dawning upon Our Age...  apparently, on December 21st, 2012.  Late last night, after some minor hesitation, I watched the movie "2012" and now I cannot help wondering...... what. if.  
If much of mankind has accepted this idea, in universal subconscious mind, some of us will inevitably attract the catastrophe which we seek.  My revolutions around the sun have taught me: we reap what we sow.  Because of the countless seeds of destruction man has sown, the Grim Reaper shall inevitably have his bountiful harvest.  When it's your time to go... then it's yer time to go.  Come 2012~ there may be global pandemonium.  So if the world was going to hell in a handbasket... where would one even go?  And does it even matter where one physically is when this singular occasion occurs?  Ultimately...  after some deep thought and introspection- it's refreshing when a film does that-  I've realized... the only thing that matters is where I am in God consciousness.  Whom am I with? If it is the Face of God which I stare upon then, truly, I shall have nothing to fear.

And So It Begins....

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace indeed.  Inhalation... exhalation... one without the other is death.  As of late, I've been incredibly fatigued and now the proverbial push has come to shove and I find myself here...  casting my royal musings of pure nothingness into the electronic ether of your mind.  The ball must start rolling from somewhere.  Whether or not I have anything of true worth to say shall remain a mystery even to me.  As with anything else, time will either promote me- or expose me for the sheer genius which I presume.   Regardless, now that I've opened up the vein it's time to just let it pour.  If I ever manage to touch upon something brilliant, then perhaps this senseless reverie will not have been in vain.