AIM OF THIS BLOG.

On Thursday, February 27, 2014, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

Just to reassure everybody, you're free to go back to sleep.

With the only added caveat being, i'm not in any position to offer a guarantee you'll wake up, as alarm clocks are entirely your business and it's not my aim to alarm.

Furthermore, i'm not genetically predisposed to taking even the notion of pleasure that some people on the planet evidently derive, from frightening people who are already so misled by fake propaganda, that they're needlessly paralyzed with fear anyway.

So i've no aspirations to be a whistleblower. I'm better suited to being a pianist than a key player, and it's self evident i already have a voice whenever i'm moved to use it.

So i wish to dispel any remaining anxiety that i might decide to wake you from your dream.

After all, it's your chosen reality and i respect that you feel you were never encouraged to question all that was laid on you by family, education, church, media, and society as a whole.

So have no fear i'll ever be posting graphic images of what still goes on everywhere since before officially recorded history. Though i realize you might have seen fictionalized versions of it on 'The News.'

The aim of this blog (unlike most of the others) is not to remind you that the sickest and most selfishly deluded on the planet are running everything, and have only their own worst interest at heart, because i know i'd be wasting my energy.

As instinct will tell you, if you have one, any form of persuasion, no matter how seemingly plausible, rational, respectable, or even invisible, is the surest sign of basic disrespect.

So rest assured, i won't be posting any paintings of the most talked about kind, depicting sordid grotesque distortion, or 'angst', (that's a German word but it's in the dictionary).

Or even a hint of the needless suffering and deprivation most of humanity (and not only humanity) endures every day till they don't.

Which we are continuously instructed was something else entirely. While screening choice snippets of it every hour, on the hour with ineptly chosen subtitles.

I'd gently recommend don't watch it at all. It won't aid restful sleep.

If you do find you're having disturbed dreams or undisturbed nightmares, it doesn't mean there's anything wrong with you. It could just be some electromagnetic phenomena you need to be aware of, your cellphone perhaps, (a hot waterbottle might be more appropriate). Or it could be an allergy to food or satellites, or an infinity of other unpublicized projects.

It's widely understood that a lot of people exhibit chronic signs of allergy to water or the lack of it. So unless you have a well or an effective filtration system, or have always lived under a rock, you'd be marginally better off drinking from a cow pond or recycling your emissions.

 

>>> NEWS FLASH.> "Black Mica Extract purifies water of ALL toxins and heavy metals while simultaneously remineralizing." Transforming poison water into healing water.

>>> Website: 'Waterliberty' ~~~

~~~ To continue the flow, the predominant focus of this blog being on natural beauty, is however, not intended to encourage or entice to apathetic daydreams, or pillow cushion against the undeniable stark realities of these "exciting times" ( that horrible cynical phrase).

Peace is far more exciting than war, though i wouldn't suggest getting overexcited.

But it (the blog) may serve as an oasis of sanity to help recall that Mother Earth herself already is an oasis in space. Just needs a wee bit of tidying up and disinfecting.

Patriarchs please note: Anything that gives birth and nurture to everything everywhere forever (touch ...wood) , i mean, 'HAS TO BE A MOTHER !"

So, what males particularly need most to restrain themselves from doing, is, displaying a jealous and innapropriate exhibition of adolescent inferiority when competing as to who can build the tallest highrise and come up with the most lethal projectile.

Whereas when i use the word 'aim' i'm not referring to targets.

Intention might be a better word but that was already too long. It's 'how' you're aimed as much as what you're aimed 'at.' Gnostics and zen archers would put the point closer to the mark.

Talking of which, i have similar feelings for this blog as i do for the garden. They both have a lot of groundwork in common. 

 

 

Nutrition and beauty is, and always remains, something to be universally shared among the community.

Regarding 'community,' it doesn't make complete sense to be only independently self sufficient whether you're alone in a desert or in a concrete jungle.

Uniqueness means, one person won't necessarily excel at everything. One community's expertise and speciality will complement and correlate with that of another and it always was.

Unity in diversity as with a jigsaw puzzle picture. Forget monoculture. Recipe for disaster. Predator takes all.

My natural predilection predisposes me to cultivate creativity. Seamlessly so, it seems, from an early age.

Art forms, whether, painting, writing, poetry, music, all spring together from the same source. Much like horticulture. Though that's more than just an analogy. It's the same plot.

I approach the garden as i would a painting. Fertile imagination, groundwork, cultivation, seed ideas, cross pollination, compost and composition, weeding out anomalies, right amount of water, and sow on...

Roots, leaves, flowers, fruit, blossoms, flourishes, thrives. Watch this patch. Otherwise, pleasant dreams. ****

**** **** *

Makes Rainbows~ RBM.

Photos:

AIM OF THIS BLOG 1-5, martin law, 2014

LIVING COLOURS.

On Wed, February 26, 2014, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

Aah !...(sigh). Colour ! What a relief, a nice apolitical subject.

Though a lot of people still don't think so. But never mind, Nero, while Rome burns i'm fiddling with living colours.

The fiddler in this case is not on a roof, but only on a palette. A palette is any bit of cardboard i can find in the house without destroying the function of a box. Milk cartons unboxed make good palettes though. Waterproof too.

Living colours. That's my answer to the question; "Lifetime's usual occupation?"

Funny how palettes are ignored and not valued, as being of insignificance in contrast to the finished artwork. I've never heard of an exhibition of famous palettes.

(After completing this article i went to the internet and typed, 'famous artists' palettes' and found that not to be the case. There's photos of lots of them. They give a sense of how each artist typically applied the brush to a surface.)

Imagine a prized collection including for example, the palette of Van Gogh's 'Sunflowers', or 'Wheatfield with crows'. He probably lit the fire with them in the autumn, i don't think it was his last painting.

Or the palette of La Gioconda / Mona Lisa. He might have used it to block up a mouse hole, who knows? Though traditional palettes already had a hole for the thumb, and they used to clean them after use, like you'd clean a plate.

People assume palettes to be relatively irrelevant or secondary. Like floor cloths or pot scrubbers, just because you throw them away. When really you'd be lost without them.

Like not having a plate to eat off.

As for 'secondary', they're obviously primary, secondary, and tertiary, and all shades, tones, hues, and tints in between.

As for irrelevant, on the contrary. They're fascinating. After all, that's where a primary part of the concentrated focus goes on. It's a very precise business mixing a colour.

Of equal importance, the 'tone' has to be exact, and i mean exact to the finest possible degree. Like fine-tuning an instrument to concert pitch.

Unless of course, you're a masochist who feels more at home with disharmony and discomfort in dystopia.

But palettes can be beautiful in themselves, due to the focus of discernment that's gone into them. Combined with the absence of concern for conscious imagery. Which allows subconscious imagery to emerge by itself.

It's good for the creative imagination to be able to read into such amorphous clues.

A blob is not 'just a blob.' Even if it fell on the floor. It's no less of an interesting natural phenomenon just because you curse it for being in the wrong place and call it a fracking mess. That's just apartheid, the right colour in the wrong place.

The significance of 'art' is not that you just faked an illusion of appearance. It's that you didn't fake or contrive anything, but somehow managed to allow the natural beauty of the substance itself, to manifest without mangling it in the process.

Pigment is magical stuff, with the potential to embody the lowest and the highest expression of what we may feel or aspire to. The palette is the micro arena of primal alchemy.

No matter if it's cardboard, a mysteriously versatile and useful material in itself. You'd wonder how it came from a tree. I suppose they scrunch it up a bit and turn it into a pancake.

Van Gogh painted on cardboard too. He wasn't on a pension or even in one, so you'd hardly judge him. A lot of people live in cardboard boxes, usually without space for a partner. A housing crisis causes a lot of people to flip their lid.

But the point is, living colour. You have to live it for the joy of life to come alive in it and enliven it. Breathe the breath of life into it. It's a kind and generous thing to be doing. It's also therapeutic for emotional and spiritual welbeing, refinement of the evolution of perception.

When you take more than just an extended chronological moment to look into it, you may even be amazed by what appears. You can see images in clouds but why stop there? You can see whatever you wish, anywhere. In trees, earth, water, walls, dirt, especially random arrangements of paint.

Precisely because what's there is uncontrived.

It's a matter of connecting the dots, and dashes, in 'the mind's eye.' So together they constitute the image of your imagined focus, and ignore what doesn't fit.

Artists do that. Leonardo did that. Children do that, and we're all children, and artists if we do that. So we can afford to be innocent, you don't lose anything. Shamans and medicine people do it and call it 'second attention.'

Attention being the only thing you have to pay. The rest is free.

That amazing, ever curious, pianist, writer and innovative wise scientist, Ervin Laszlo, founder of 'The Budapest Institute', has revealed and demonstrated that this faculty is the larger part of our being. Not officially recognized until now. Our deeper self which transcends time and space.

So what's to be said about colour? Nothing.

Because anything that's not already apparent is beyond words anyway. Simply looking saves a lot of unnecessary breathing. The slower you breathe, the brighter and clearer the colours, and you feel them more. Colour meditation.

It does help though, to know exactly which colours complement one another on the colour wheel. It's a circular rainbow with complementary colours opposite one another like numbers on a clock. Precise harmonies compliment each other, they're setting us a good example.

The primaries, red, yellow, and blue,

any pairs of which, when mixed make

secondaries (so called), orange, green, and purple.

When you mix pairs of them,

you get tertiaries, earth tones and colour greys, and so on into neutrality. Amazing !

A principle i picked up in art school, (not the Principal); If you take any pair of complementaries, say, red and green. Make them the same TONE (as in lighter and darker).

Such that if you took a black and white photo they'd look identical. Put them side by side so they contact. What you'd call intimate relationship.

The closer in tone, the more they flash and flicker. Understandably. Probably because the optics can't decide if they're equal or opposite.

Equally amazing !

And you hear people say, "Oh no, those colours clash, i don't know why !"

Another lesson right there. Maybe they just don't genuinely (and sincerely) complement one another enough to sustain a harmonious relationship.~

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Makes Rainbows / a.k.a Martin



Art:
   martin rainbowmaker's palettes

Rainbow Embryo

Rainbow Embryo, martin law, Nov 2007

METAMORPHOSIS.

Met a morpho sis',

shape shifting sister on the shoreline.

Silted salt streaked strands

of raven hair, surrendered to sky.

As ripples softly swish,

shallow wavelets ebb and flow,

sand cloud washes of crabweed sediment,

in seeming sleep to the singing sea.

Sister to silica salt soaked sand,

morphs through voluptuous blushes,

a strand above surf surge rushes,

rings, wrinkling spiralled wormcast washes.

Timelessness in the shell's inner ear,

pearlescence of colours that appear

molecular through jellyfish flesh,

a light transformation from within,

to the lulling hum of love toned waves.

Full rainbow bodied radiance

rose through indigo to violet crown.

Uplifted by lilt of iodine caress,

one with water worlds in metamorphosis.~

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Rainbowmaker.

Feb. 17. 2014.

Rainbow Bodies video, martin rainbowmaker

METAMORPHOSIS, martin law, Feb 2014

THE PAGAN WORLD.

On Monday, January 13, 2014, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

While i am for the moment without a functioning computer, or camera, both having succumbed to a technological glitch, my friend suggested writing about "how does that feel?"

Well, considering i went for more than sixty years without ever having such things as, for example, a car, a television, a phone. Never have had or ever will have the first two of those.

Through many situations i lived quite well without a toilet or even a bathroom or a fridge. Never owned a washing machine, or dishwasher, vacuum cleaner, and last wore a wristwatch around 1962, (instead of round my wrist.) So all things considered i'm doing fine.

In the meantime, taking what must be a natural and necessary break from minimal gadgetry, ( i threw the radio/CD player in the bin long ago), that particular article being a unique combination of unenlightened and disfunctional.

I continue smoothly, painting, writing, singing and playing guitar and piano. Reading, non-fiction, and refining a pearlescent and gold painted female nude, which spontaneously emerged while carving a gnarled chunk of driftwood from the tideline, with a penknife.

Which subsequently having evolved considerably, i suitably titled, Sophianic Seed.

(One guess how many letters).

The resulting figure may well be a subject of photographic studies when i get a new camera any day now. Perhaps along with my friend's shots of repair in progress on the computer and camera. All of which will fit with this present writing and morph into a new blog post. "Fingers crossed" as they say, but not while creating as that could be hazardous.

BACK TO THE PAGAN WORLD, (now there's a loaded statement).

I am presently delving, imaginatively, intuitively, inspirationally, into the Pagan world.

For those who attach arbitrary meanings to common words, what does the word,'Pagan' conjour up i wonder.

It's a question to ask yourself, but i'm curious.

I wonder, do you have vague mental images of, let's say, scantilly clad heathens, orgiastically disporting and cavorting on the heath?

Or even Wiccans sacrificing slaves in a blaze of gigantic man-shaped wicker baskets?

What else? Immoral, unkempt, and uncivilized Godless semi-savages doing battle for a bit of roast pork? Or even, covens of screaming tattooed velvet-cloaked Gothic witches, circle dancing in a firelit clearing deep in spooky primeval 'Keltic' forests?

Well, if so my friend, YOU'VE BEEN HAD, AND BAD.

 

Maybe you should stop overconsuming sensational movies as being in any way a reliable source of information. Take a long break from 'Heavy Metal', 'Goth', and 'Techno' etc. Chill out and do a bit of non-academic study and get deprogrammed.

Listen. To start with, the word PAGAN simply means 'country dweller.' From the Latin, 'Paganus,' and Greek, 'Paiganos'.

By contrast with 'civitas' which relates to 'city' and 'civilization', civil servants et-cetera.

Though if cities are what you call civilized you'd be a lot saner and healthier being a Pagan. In direct contact with all of nature instead of cut off at your roots, and insulated with concrete and rubber.

TACK THIS ON YOUR FRIDGE DOOR...

Of major importance, and contrary to possibly two thousand and more years of false propaganda, and for the record: 'The Pagan tribes of Europa and The Celtic Isles, DID NOT PRACTICE HUMAN SACRIFICE.' They had better things to do with wicker baskets.

But their accusers on the other hand obviously did practice, well, genocide is a more accurate word. Unrelentingly, and without an inkling that to utterly decimate the diverse and longstanding tribal cultures of Europa and beyond, would be the loss of the rich cultural heritage of the whole continent and our continued evolution. We call that culture 'The Celts', from 'celtae' and 'Keltoi', (the word itself meaning approximately,'strangers').

Well, they obviously didn't call themselves that, but had a multitude of bioregional tribal names, in the same way as the 555 tribes of what we currently call 'America'. Or is it US ?

The all too common assumption that Europan Celtic Pagans practiced human sacrifice, stems directly from an unfounded and casually disparaging remark made by Pliny the Elder.

While it's essential to be aware of that fact, and a good thing to know and share, it more than serves to illustrate how hugely deviating error can be when uncorrected and exacerbated by power politics.

Reverse side of 'unfinished figure'- SOPHIANIC SEED

On the other hand, earth based cultures (Pagans), are universally noted for decorum within their social interactions. The 'native american' cultures for example had a very integrated code of etiquette as a wisdom tradition. Manners might be the word. Such as when it is appropriate to speak or not speak, silence being a mark of mutual respect. A young boy, rather than look his mother in the eye and demand a new pair of mocassins, would let his sister deliver the request, and you don't walk between two people in conversation or block the warmth of the fire.

I am not a historian, i am an artist. However i do thank John Lamb Lash for that clarification about 'sacrifice' and Pliny the Elder.

Also for his lifelong, current and ongoing most thorough research.

If you wish to verify that and much more, then i highly recommend his most recent (?) book,

'Not In HIS Image.' My quote is from the chapter 'The Conquest of Europa', on page 49 where he elaborates further.

SO WHAT EMERGES FROM ALL THIS ?

In plain language then, we have been cruelly and deceitfully led to believe, that the globally widespread and long evolving earth-based cultures preceding Christianity were inferior in wisdom, truth , and integrity. The truth is quite the reverse. Ignorance of that revealed fact goes with the absence of unbiased study and hence self-evident violent prejudice. I mean, you only have to watch 'the news'. Though i don't recommend it, there's nothing 'new' about it.

The Library of Alexandria housing the full flowering of thousands of years of our evolved and mature Nature Wisdom Heritage, was burned many times on separate occasions

and even today the world is full of smoke.

The Gnostic Wisdom, the Sophianic Mystery Tradition, the culmination of enlightened reverence for Mother Earth, was hacked off at the stem by repeated waves of misguided sociopaths.

Sociopaths called Caesars, Emperors, and Pontiffs, self-glorifying tyrants continuously genocided the indigenous tribes of Europa in the name of an off-planet God they never knew on Earth or elsewhere but only claimed to fear, and sharing that fear, pretended to quote, in the mode of 'My Dad is bigger than your mother.' The glory that was Rome, 'gory' would be an equally applicable word.

The traumatised descendants of victims went on to export "the European Dissociation" (to quote Alan Watts) to 'the Americas'. Same blind psychopathic wound (the urge to share must run deep) proliferating fractally.

It's not 'history'. It's real, living children, women, and men in their 'now', just like you and me in our own minimal diversities which don't divide us. We all have difference in common.

Along with animals, trees, gardens, communities, trust, love, honesty, honour, mutual aid, harmony with nature her generous habitat, the Earth, giver of life, unified continuum of consciousness.

I'm delving, as i say, artistically, inspirationally, in the imaginative realm, for creatable catalysts. To see what morphs out of the stream of imagining. 'Her' imagining. Open to promptings, whispers, discerning, selective.

Evolving by subtle increment.

Amazing what you can do with nothing. Or just a pencil. Marks made in the soil. Fingertip on steamy window glass.

When these gadgets are sorted we'll be well on our way.~

Makes Rainbows~

(A 13 letter version of my name.

Closer in spirit to the Lakotah verb,

'wah-KAH-gah-pe'= making).

Artwork:

'unfinished figure'- SOPHIANIC SEED

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Computer Photos: Mootech doing his thing

Linking back to . . .

A Nappy You Hear.

Responsible response

On Tue, Feb 25, 2014 at 3:09 PM, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

Thanks,

and correction. What i'm sharing IS directly relevant to anyone who will take a fraction of the 'time', discipline, discernment, and awareness it takes to put it together.

 

If anyone wants to misread it as "too forceful, or (Goddess forbid) "ego driven," or "listen to ME," they've missed the mark and are not paying full attention to what they're reading, the spirit in which it's written, or their own subjective response projected onto it.

Considering that, among a multitude of other uplifting subjects i'm drawing a reader's attention to what actually an 'ego' Is, (an afterthought perpetually becoming a premise. An unquestioned assumption.)

Not as if i just have some axe to grind. It's shared in a playful, non-intellectual manner in the spirit of art.

Besides, if someones house is on fire (which it is) you don't alert people with 'political correctness, do you?

Otherwise, isn't kindness self-evident?  And gentleness apparent and appreciated?  Should be obvious to anyone who's aware, there's 'no ego that might need defending' either.

I recommend anybody to study in depth the whole more than two years' work with an open mind to its diverse approaches and modes, and not form a 'conclusion' which, if it belongs anywhere at all, rightly belongs at the end and not at the outset previous to study.

I can't help what anybody may think and certainly can't tell anybody how they should be, which would be silly, silly ego.

But that's no reason to not be helpful. It's called mutual aid, which is a natural response of all creatures.

How else do you reach people anyway? Particularly the ones with 'a will to ignorance.' Caring and sharing in a climate of scepticism. Life naturally expresses itself (and doesn't need permission, i might add).

P.S. Have a listen to Carl Boudreau, astrology for 2014.

Good vibes~~~~ RBM.~

MAKERS AND GODS.

On Tue, January 21, 2014, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

Why look up to enlightenment as if it was something other than what is present?

I mean, you can hardly be enlightened in the future.

Enlightenment, whatever else it may be, is surely, release from the mere idea of enlightenment. The end of all seeking. Which is subtly different from never having heard of it at all.

Who wants to be enlightened, and why?

That's the question to ask oneself.

People assume, 'existence implies a higher intelligence behind it.' When obviously existence itself 'is' higher intelligence. An infinite wholeness containing all possible intelligences, greater than the sum of its parts.

Though wholes don't have parts that's why they're whole.

What could be greater than 'everything which does everything'? What could be outside of everything, when everything, being everywhere has no outside? Having no outside where would 'a maker' be?

SPEAKING OF CREATION....

I might say, it's all nature and art, in its widest sense. I find that more relevant than 'having a religion,' and no less real or spiritual.

My epiphanies are creative, inspired, and revelatory. It's about wisdom, beauty and naturalness. Infinite creation is itself the self-creator of itself, it is creation itself. Why would it need a maker?

Making things is a dualistic human concept.

Though you may pray to a creator you've never seen but only heard about and neglect creation itself, your own included, and if you think inspiration is 'selfish', then you must think you are something apart from all that is.

Dualistic perception, while useful, also serves to snare you into subservience to illusion.

Pretence of humility keeps you there. That's not humble, that's camouflaged self righteous importance.

Either you're what everything is, 'alive,' or in need of saving from imagined insularity. If you are, 'saved', then why do you still need a peg to hang it on? Like, 'thank you for making me feel self important'?

Why worship what you can't see and ignore what you can see, as being of lesser importance? When it's what supports and nurtures you.

Creation is something to share with all creation. How could it come from somewhere else when you are it? Your 'doing it' is what IT does.

Why even call 'it' that when it is beyond all classification? Names are distinctions of so called parts within the whole. Wholes don't have parts and are therefore unnameable.

It's tragically self evident everywhere, that people who look up to 'something else' don't look down at what they've done.

SACRED HOLOGRAPHIC FRACTALS.

There is currently a lot of conjecture about the biosphere, our earthly habitat, being a hologram. That's for people who live predominantly in the context of the technosphere and don't discern the difference.

Since the only holograms we know of are manmade ones, we make the unfounded jump to assuming that if reality is a hologram then it must be an artificial one.

This is not a self consistent assumption to make. In fact it could easily be a very dangerous one.

Humans are able to make small holograms artificially. We are children of the Earth, which births and nurtures us, complete with our innate intelligence. Then wouldn't it be consistent to allow, that the all inclusive higher intelligence of the Earth, would naturally manifest a superior multi-sensory hologram for us to inhabit?

One that is anything but artificial, and is in fact natural, organic, intelligent and sacred.

Ourselves being integral within that, would naturally produce similitudes with whatever means we may discover. Being a micro-fractal of the larger pattern.

Rather than to presume reality to be an artificially constructed prison matrix made by alien reptilian overlords. More like they just messed with our perception of it.

As everything about our natural habitat is undeniably divinely self intelligent and seamless, i propose to regard it as being,

' A SELF-LUMINOUS LIVING AURA OF SACRED MULTI-DIMENSIONAL POSSIBILITY.'

An intra-active integrated veil or membrane of Earth's true essence. Definitely not an artificial matrix to be messed with as we are continually doing. Lao Tzu also stated as much in even simpler terms. ' Earth is a sacred vessell not to be messed with.'

A GENTLER WORLD.

How about a gentler world? Stop frightening all the animals ! Us included. All the other creatures have more common sense in common and are more sensitive. They have better senses. They see and hear and feel what we only pretend to, and without technological crutches. We are trained to be blind, deaf, and arrogant.

Evolution is not about more and better crutches. That's called devolution. That's the mechanical snare put in place by those who've lost touch with their senses. Who worship a world ordained by the highest profits, ( pun lethally intended).

But do, at least, imagine a gentler world. That way you embody it, express it, attract it , and create it.

Even better, becoming adept at imagining and desiring a gentler world, allow one to manifest by coming from an inner source of gentleness.

Thereby being the equivalent energy match for 'outer experience' to be the direct reflection of.

As like resonates with like, as within so without.

Rather than the reverse, both ways being exponentially self -perpetuating. Simply stated, 'outer circumstance and experience is a direct reflection of the equivalent energy match within.'

Otherwise you're still just backing the "survival of the fittest". An assumption which takes only competition for granted, without even considering co-operation and mutual aid.

A gentler world is one where fight or flight is not the only assumed option. The latter, being a condition which shuts down the immune system anyway. Resulting in nobody being fit for anything. Least of all, co-operating, which is the best and only way to survive with community intact.

Free will insures that we are collectively free to ignore our innate intuition, take leave of our senses, and allow others to do likewise.

Thereby going collectively mad and abusing our life support, and so, being free, we did.

SOUND SOLUTION.

As they say, "we fouled our nest"! Not being gratefully content to simply nest our fowl.

 

But that can't be the end of the story. Since (admit it) we're not actually conscious of it having a beginning that we're aware of, and nothing can be only half infinite.

There is a better note to sound off on, and one that is not only sound but SOUND ITSELF.

I'm no scientist, but, i do have ears to hear, and with ears, hearing is already a reality.

What i hear sounds sound enough.

Instead of focussing on demise and doom, being itself a literal affirmation of what we least want. I hear sound sense can save us,

(if you want to talk about being saved for later), and thy free will be done on Earth.

Sound vibrations being the 'stuff' of what the multiverse is actually ( i won't say 'made of'),

certain sound people, who are actually self taught independent scientists, are actually right now using sound to re-harmonize the toxic mess we've allowed to be.

This with regard to oil slick, radiation leak, airborne heavy metal poison, and presumably radiological smog. The many indications of how much we love and care for our habitat.

For example, google and research JOHN HUTCHISON, a sound man, on youtube, and

'hutchisoneffect.org' See his work in action healing the waters of the Gulf of Mexico. He's not alone of course. Expect the rise of teeming antibodies in the human organism.

Then there is MASARU EMOTO, also demonstrating the true power of sound, healing the molecules of water and of whole lakes by the intent and use of the human voice.

Sound can levitate heavy objects, since solidity is a matter of density of vibration and vibration can be modified. But "when the wrong man uses the right means, the right means work in the wrong way." (and vise versa). Ancient Chinese wisdom.*

Where there's free will there's a way. You know, "danger equals opportunity". Imagination changes reality. What you focus on, you attract by like resonance. Matching energies unite and amplify.

"Without vision the people perish."

IMAGINE A GENTLER WORLD. There's the perfect use of desire.

GOOD VIBRATIONS )))))))))))))

~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~

RBM~

Artworks:

'unfinished figure'- SOPHIANIC SEED


Celestial Rose, martin law, February 2007
Crystal of Love, martin law, May 2008
Light of Spirit, martin law, October 2006