Lacuna Minds
A lacuna is a gap in a manuscript, inscription, text, painting, or a musical work. A manuscript, text, or section suffering from gaps is said to be lacunose (or lacunulose) – wiki
Human history is one giant lacuna. did you check up on the facts shoved down our throats?
It wasn’t enough we lost almost all knowledge. Fragments which did survive had to be hidden or underwent a faceoff. A criminal genetic modification on our minds. what is going on? people worshipping wrong gods, what a story that is. I don’t need to worship anyone, anymore.
“He [who does not know] is like a sacrificial animal to the gods. As many animals serve a man, so does each man serve the gods. Even if one animal is taken away, it causes anguish to the owner; how much more so when many are taken away! Therefore it is not pleasing to the gods that men should know this [that they are IS-ness].” – Brihadaranyaka Upanishad
“Time’s come to drop the nonsense of one all-powerful god–the one favored by this or that religion–and realize the “gods” were just technologically advanced people who pitted us against each other to keep the power-…” – Sasha Lessin
The revolution is here. The children are here listening. Now let’s go even further and trust the collective intelligence. Let’s trust our own hearts and minds, the throbbing of hearts. Let’s admire the magnificence of the universe, look each other in eye. Let’s play new games, let’s play games all day. Change the world by changing the game. The rules of the game. The first rule is that there are now rules. Second rule: grab the joystick, stroke the staff, caress the sagging breast of an old woman. Now I am saying: let’s curl up the whole world into the cosiness of the fire, the sheer awesomeness of a rose, the party of the pyre. Now I want you to guess, I want to guess my deepest desire right now. I want you to face it. Face me. Face me what I am thinking. Hear my fingers typing stopping reflecting watching the fire in the chimney listening to my husband munching nuts. Slugging some wine up his throat. I want you to see something I am not saying. To guess something which is there and which I am not saying. Something important. I want you to stop to imagine me. And then I want you to hold the match