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Caught between lullabies, depthless perception. The reality is, 11 dimensional. 1️⃣1️⃣

In abstraction all are rendered, unless you inhabit, compactification, which leaves you finite. In flight, in flux, deducted manifold. Our existence, essentially implodes.

Remote viewing, something I believe in, airtight compartments, safe places with limits intrinsically woven in. Topological isomorphic. Focus, de-focus. It’s connected reverential revenes. Duality.

You can get lost in defining, or pleasured in adventure, mapping experience, the form of existence. Open eye wonder, makes-tricks-matter races. I love the descriptions of topological spaces.

In consciousness, edges shirk confines of boundary. These rules for religious types, keeps the sheep languishing. Homeomophical, identical. A description of features, but mathematical, visual construction sought seekers manual.

Let’s meet, triangulation post. On opposite hemispheres. Stand, feet square. Face each other. Distance disappears. At this given space/time (they are the same, that’s the game), feeling manifestations psalm reading. Keep me out of harm. I need to disarm myself.

Armour is harder to remove than stammers. Pauses for thought. Focussed retorts.

Homoeomorphism, to me, explains pluralism. Evolving between. A kinship unseen. We’re square 🔲 and circle ⭕️ not sphere and torus (Torroid 🍩 ). Explore the surfaces together, but separated geographically.

Boundary dwellers, circumferential, perimeter sat, devoid of purpose, your filling, I’m empty.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/11th_dimension

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Compactification_(physics)

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manifold