THE ULTIMATE GPS
8.3 billion and counting - nowhere left to go off this island of hope except to build containers in space, keeping a few alive with the hope of a better world after we have scorched the earth dry - then to return and re-plant.
Who's to say this has not always been the way of things - the same recycled nonsense refusing the fact of the eternally recurring world/universe that the mystics of time have repeated without deviation.
But 8.3 billion voices call in unison to trust and believe we are the masters of destiny - that we will prevail and finally break through to the promised land of milk and honey, where 'all as one' we will be beyond death - timeless.
All as one, we twisted eternity to a movement, compelled by its own tension to source as often as necessary to reconcile the resistant that caused it.
As the movement repeats the resistance grows to become a body of ignorance that is everywhere at once.
The cause of life is silent because it precedes.
All as one, 8.3 billion minds form the body of the mind you think you own.
The collective will of humanity is a monster - a house of cards that will fall as the truth of eternal recurrence gains awareness.
Such is the force of the collective will that even the ones that came closest to the truth were unaware of their inclusion in the collective.
The collective is an ocean reclaiming its waves with each recurring undertow.
The collective unity - our false God - will instantly locate and manipulate anyone whose intuitive common-sense reveals that which is happening in any case: eternal recurrence.
The truth does not wait for belief; it simply repeats.
And the movement brings us back, as it always has, whether we recognize it or not.
