I have read through the last 40 posts or so, and I must point out the Simplicity that just barely escapes all of us.

On many occasions during my Time of Meditation, I enter a stage in which life stands still. Immobile, I bow before reality itself, it's substance moves through my eyes. I am one with the Unknown. Clouds disperse, tempting my soul, showing me a New Way. Paralyzed by the view, I long to wake, yet it drags me down further, opening new junctions of thought, and consciousness.
Chaotic, yet possesing order, this contradiction intensifies, showing me Knowledge of Old. Codes, and morals we have forgotten, and spurned for a generation. New distractions appeal more than the foundations we have made for ourselves as organisms. The attraction with other flesh, the lust for riches, the vengeance that is without focus. We are drawn into petty discussions concerning shrines, and the latest treaty that was constructed. We bring with us what we WILL, and our will manifests itself in this plane of existence.
Swallowed by our hunger for mendacity, this dance of fools swirls deeper into hate. We are in the NOW, the vain reality, and we form our imprint upon the other Realms of Existance, as they intertwine seamlessly to constantly hint to us their existance. When you commit an evil act, you can feel your soul drop in Moral Alignment, and vice versa. This feeling is CAUSED by your actions, but CREATED by a higher power.
I dedicate my life to breaking free of the Soul-Cage that is my body, but in doing so, I must perfect my mind, so it's Unknowable content may be deciphered, and understood. The body will finally be perfected when I am at one with the constant flux that surrounds us all the time, yet escapes our view. My body will move fluidly through the timestream. this quest may take generations, or it may not be possible for any mortal to achieve. However, as I sit above many of your minds, and witness the continual sewage that washes into them, I feel drowned by their wasted integrity. I ask of you all, can you feel the tug, the pull on your soul? The yearning to better understand your existance, and what you can achieve if you only realized your potential? Your soul burns for escape from the imprisonment you were born, and raised into.
I dedicate my life to breaking free of the Soul-Cage that is my body, but in doing so, I must perfect my mind, so it's Unknowable content may be deciphered, and understood. The body will finally be perfected when I am at one with the constant flux that surrounds us all the time, yet escapes our view. My body will move fluidly through the timestream. this quest may take generations, of it may not be possible for any mortal to achieve. However, as I sit above many of your minds, and witness the continual sewage that washes into them, I feel drowned by their wasted integrity. I ask of you all, can you feel the tug, the pull on your soul? The yearning to better understand your existance, and what you can achieve if you only realized your potential? Your soul burns for escape from the imprisonment you were born, and raised into.

Engulfed in super fiction fields....
What are we,
When the false pictures dissolve?

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Mayan, in the year 238 AF.