Titan.

Currency *energy*, is neutral until given charge:

meaning.

This calendar year quite literally began,

with fires in the east,

and ice in the west;

extremity...

Conditions permitting a mass response of urgency:

concern, confusion and conviction.

From the inside looking out,

humanity has reached a critical turning point of

pure, raw, insurmountable instance.

Meaning,

the Self that is shared beyond identity

and the weight of it,

is shedding into the original Awareness,

that serves as the centrifugal force

emanating consciousness itself.

Grounding anew mind fit for common sense.

Where Truth is always available,

whether it is evident,

or concealed.

One who grapples with this degree of accountability,

Dwells in the Here in Now, where

the Space-in-Between can't help but

be noticed.

The language of gravity, cymatics

magnetism,

and the

uncoiling of ancient primality.

Millenia of banging itself

around a cage of domestication...

in fear of its ignorance, and

ignorant of its fear.

As the scab of humanity's past falls off,

and the wounds we've been wrapping

for lifetimes

heal,

this wholeness of Self,

inner and outer

will assert this entirety via the art of

mass narrative reclamation.

Sustaining a sort of coherence in which,

reality bends to the Will/Wheel of

authenticity.

Opposed to,

authenticity bending to reality.

This pivot

yields an ethereal oscillation that

to the mind in bondage to severance,

appears as a split in collective consciousness.

However it is more so,

a type of trust building exercise

between the universe (all)

and

the "I Am."

As the capacity to observe matter in finer detail increases,

so does the capacity to influence its outcome, aka,

the way it becomes a physical manifestation.

The power of observation in itself is the essence of

cognitive awareness; simply put

the "I" not yet in desire of the "Am".

This is where gravity comes in: the I is the Am

in raw data format;

unexpressed but growing in i'mpression.

& as I becomes more and more impressed, pressure

ensues as a Primordial cartographer whose only "goal"

is to make sure that you make shore.

It is like

a sort of Ethereal Braiding that

has no beginning nor end;

no precept and therefore no concept...

just pure, eternal, arbitrary Balance.

Life, death and existence,

are strands to this ever-braiding.

The double helix of DNA,

the carbon-blueprint, the milky way spiral,

and nature of atomic spin...they are

ancient mathematics, sciences and

arts unadulterated.

However, a quiet "but"

grins from the darker spectrum of Truth.

A gravitational fluctuation from within,

I am

aware of the nonsensical reality.

War, famine, hatred.

The more the ties of the past and knots of the future,

reintroduce themselves as head and tail of

Here and Now,

it is evident that the reach for progress,

impedes on the capacity to honor process.

We as a species, have reached a "maximum"

as it pertains to outsourcing what we once crafted

from within; in likeness

to the spider's home being its silk.

Stability, safety, and all around soundness;

The world of man overlays these qualities like smog.

Destroying the soil and forcing the seed.

One must think:

"who are we unmodified by man and his vices"?

Un-sculpted, naked and un-afraid

in this dark Eden of Time's circle.

In the echo of Adam and Eve, humanity stumbles

over the holes in their existence.

Polarized as un-holy or holier than thou

in order

to organize their

disparities and likenessness.

Comparing and contrasting until there is nothing.

Nothing but everything to re-consider,

leading to the consolidation of memory (space).

Knowledge being cumulative, is an aspect of intelligence

that is non-exclusive to the human being.

As we find this out the hard way,

that which seems to be before the eyes,

reveals itself to actually be behind them.

The Space-in-Between, is merely

a mirror.