For so long, I had felt like I was wasting something grand, like everyone around me was too satisfied with the bland. Simply dreaming of achievement became null and void. I needed to put face to this deep rooted enabling sensation; and so the game of clue began and I realized what it was like to see beauty by first hand.

<—-“It blasts many doubts, foresees what is not obvious, science is the eye of everyone, one who hasn’t got it, is like blind.”

Breaking down the grand illusion that is our present reality; our eyes are controlled by the mind. Work on generating new sight from outside your material body, material reality, and materialized perception. Nothing is of matter, motion is Everything.

[Purposeful Purposelessness

Its about being observant amongst endless distractions and bringing the self to a paraesthetic, electrically empathetic, aetheric state of bliss. …Nothing is of independent significance, rather It is a nonlinear timeline of chaotic channels of realization sent from a frequency within, residing omnisciently in a supraextraneous space and time of an unfathomable, mechanical evolutionary plane that is right on top of you. Come out of your mind and exist without thought. You are the answer.] but of course wtf do I know. huzzah. 

Blindblannche

… shaa ninánóh’aah … Yé’iitsoh jinínáá léi’ … ninánóh’aah