|Veritas Fantastique in Blue Masquerade
||[Jul. 8th, 2016|12:55 am]
The feather is falling in the vacuum.|
It's strange they look at the glass cylinder and they cannot see the falling or will not accept the gravity of our situation.
The domino's are crashing all around us loudly and no one will listen.
We are in one of the most interesting of all known times that has been here on this planet and so few can see the beauty of the numbers dance. So few were privy to be shared the wonders of the language that is the universe, and we are starving for it starving for the pristine beauty and the prescient language.
Clearly the book written decades ago is coming to a head and we could do something in this right now, but as always the people ahead of the curve are seen as kooks. Nothing new really.
I wrote them all 14 years ago and that number will grow and I see clearer now what must be done and am doing some of the things in this very moment.
It can never be trusted to others to build an ark they just won't do it.
Right now we need an ark as much as we did then, though the disaster now is something else entirely and yet still the same as before.
Energy moving in unexpected or expected ways running amok.
So build your 1000 tree spires full of algae and bloom while you still have a chance. The good news is that even if we don't survive a few other species will though they will probably not make it to this point where we can send messages in the air among minds.
I still fight for the lights even as they cascade off all around me.
A whole ecological engineering has yet to be implemented and must we could take care of 100 times our population on this earth with the right innovation though at that point we will have to leave out into the cosmos to find new homes.