‘Has the world gone completely mad … ?’. The answer to the question would seem to be Yes. It’s been mad for a long long time though. And the big existentialist question ‘Am I alone in thinking ?’ and if God is All There Is does God experience loneliness ?
And the Tripod. There’s a joke in there . There is another other element to the pic which is ‘Every Picture Tells A Story’ which I would concur with and which it does in its strange way.
And the Greatest Love Of All.
‘I found the greatest love of all inside of me’.
‘I’m in you and you’re in me.’ But. There’s always a butt. Bootylicious.
This part is a bit of a parable but think it’s basically along the right lines
I do understand the trans and gay stuff. Each to their own and all that but I’m a man. It would appear I’ve been on a search. A long time ago when I was born I had a twin sister and then as the story goes we were separated. We were born together and created as One and through God knows how many life times and different dimensions I’ve been searching for her. Deep down in the memory banks was the remembrance. Also there was the terrible pain of the separation which was masked over. Don’t go there.
In many ways it’s easier to see the Big Picture than understand how it plays out in our own reality. We believe there is just one linear timeline and see the world from this perspective. It would seem that time and reality don’t work like that. See the Upside Down and Time going backwards.
And there’s no getting away from it. I’m not whole without my sister. I fucking need you. And counter intuitively as I or we go through the pain of separation it could be I’ve found my sister. The long search maybe over or nearing an ending. Regulars will know who I’m talking about. It’s weird though. What’s new and we’ll see where this goes. There appear to be different levels of being as well and also Time and dimensional and multi physical shenanigans and different personalities but essentially the same soul. Also jogging the memory of the Fields of Gold.
And the Secretary. It really doesn’t get much weirder than this when you live in The White House. And I’ve come to appreciate how personally the universe speaks to me. There’s a crude joke in there. Is it about me ? Well ‘Yes’ seems to be the answer. Probably about You as well and Them and Us but definitely about Me which is something it’s difficult for the Big Me to accept as the program is to believe Me is a Little Me.
And to my sister with her diamonds and however you look and show up in my life.
Bang A Gong.