«-Credence & Belief-» Yeah, two words that once translated may sound the same and mean the same, but they are actually different. ¡Find out by yourself! «-Let's see-» Yeah, this is a subject I have

The time stretching out into forever into the far reaches of the universe and with a single eye I watch it, spread, and warp across all that is, light bending around worlds filled with themselves many

sparking from the darkness of nothing the imagination it pushes thoughts and ideas deep from within the infinite forever of the mind and stirs them into action creation flowing from the fingertips into

open the head of the world is open filled with all all consciousness all of the thoughts the wondrous power of the universe the mind walking into the mind of everything the dreams and thoughts of all varieties

img credit Processwork is a post-Jungian approach to consciousness and dreaming which definitely straddles the line between mysticism and medicine. It's about taking Jung's idea of talking to one's dreams

living long and loving all that is there within the land of dreams faces within clouds smiling down upon us all handing out the mysteries of all that is questions that never find answers mysteries that

the thoughts the sources of thoughts a secret hidden place deep within the mind beyond the self long past the ego in the darkness somewhere untouchable unseeable unknowable they arise and suddenly they

all that is there available awaiting us is there there to be taken to be awkened by our consciousness investigating the deepest of the darkest portions of the mind there is so much so much hidden but with

there are times places faces and ideas long gone floating along the stream of time into the distance of the past histories, long forgotten unknown but still once valiant powerful immediate for those at

The fact that we tune our instruments to A = 440hz instead of 432hz or -- the even more common 435hz -- has nothing to do with either the Rockefeller Foundation or "suppressing consciousness".

spun across days, plans, intended, hoped for, and yet, never fully achieved somewhere along the path the goal is unseen and yet seeming reachable, more webs are spun but, once sight is lost and the goal

a winding river of zeroes and ones within the mind of the machine inscrutable to those of flesh, those of creativity imagination the machine digitized a landscape of power and electricity taking its thought

there are so so many colors of the mind thoughts ideas memories and wonders long forgotten awaiting creation imagination and the infinite forever of self wrapped upon itself a painting in four dimensions

faces in time those from the past and the future looking inward into the collapsing center of reality time flowing through their lips as words, turning into form and motion as we move through it all their

Consciousness is a difficult to understand, yet a very fascinating phenomenon. For centuries this topic has been within the domain of philosophers who attempted to explain consciousness in different ways.

Here's a poem I wrote in honor of the beautiful natural mountain pools on the south coast of Africa where I meditate.

Life is sacred and so here is a meditation on life in all its beauty

Be your own superhero by going green and growing your own.

What can come to mind when it comes to modern theft? It has become a necessity for every profession to adapt to today's changing conditions supported by technology. Of course, seeing theft as a profession