Looking in the looking glass - as a child we imagine is another reality, we wonder who that is, it isnt me, I am right here, they are some place else a seemingly paralell universe beyond, they look like me but thats not me, is that what I look like?
Bizarro world
Same when we hear our self on a tape recording = we dont beleive its us and we are embarassed to let others hear it. Same with photographs, thats not me, I dont look like that, I dont sound like that. In reality the voice is not us, the picture is not us, the mirror is not us. It is but a reflection.
In court rooms they (the Judge) say "let the record reflect" before the procedings begin. When you go to court you are orderd to "Appear" but it is only an apparition that can appear. A apparition is a reflection.
Apparition Definition
-A ghostly figure; a specter.
-The act of appearing; appearance.
And act is a play = not real and an actor is a charactor in a play = in Greek means Hypocrite.
Are you You--- or are you your reflection?
Mankind can only reflect himself. "Man is the measure of all things" He/she measure's things the same way, by his/her own self and we know things by our own exsperiance or we beleive what people tell us. What people tell us is a reflection, not the actuall thing/exsperiance they tell---thus we either know by exsperiance or we beleive a reflection or ghostly apparition.
Memory is a reflection recorded in our minds. When we remember a beleif, it is a dead ghost we remember, same with words. We can create our own memorie's or we can let memorie's create us. Words are spells, forget about them. Remember exsperiance with out words. Remeber whan you was innocent, a child looking into a mirror?
Sun rays are a reflection of the sun, they are not the sun but an aspect offspring of the sun. You are attracted to light (Though it burns your skin and causes pain) singularly attracted to the pain of the light--- where I am attracted to both day and night. I lay and bask in the sun and then sit outside at night and bask in the moon rays as well. I cant touch the sun or the moon but I enjoy their atributes or pro's and except their cons as just the way it is--- with out fear of either . That dont mean you cant enjoy both bacause you prefer one and fear the other, but you may seek out what causes you pain, it is familier- where not being in pain is un-familiar?...Balance = that brings the duality together...what is it that keeps us unbalanced?
We refelct the oposite poles- so a abused child may spend his life being a nice person, giving in the light and doing and being what they wanted when they was being abused but in secret they want to abuse children and more times than often end up doing just that. This is why police officer's are dangerouse many times- cause in the light they are what they want to be but in secret they are what they dont want to be...Child protective people are the same, abused children who grow up and want to help people like them self but in secret they desire and fantisie about molesting children and often times do...Homo phobics are most likely to be closet homosexual...you get my point
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We have three names
First
Middle
Last
As a child we have to learn our names, we are not born with names we have to learn to identify our self with the trinity of names given us. We write them back-wards at first. Hebrew is written right to left. English is
back-words
We are taught to learn back-words
See things backwards with mirrors, words and numbers
We then think back-words, see backwards and even hear backwards
Everplace we go mirrors, clocks, signs telling use to be back-ass-words = in through the out door
To enter is to exit and to exit is to enter
Trapped in the illusion we no longer see what we are when we are born, innocent and free = we are trained to be backwards, not our natural self = I am this and that always looking outwords with our eyes open never looking inward with our eyes closed, the inside of the cup remains unseen while the outside of the cup runs over with stimulis.
"I will give you a new name writen on a white stone" Rev 2:17
In the ancient world a white stone was used as an admission ticket to public festivals/Carevals...
Everyone wants to go to the carnevil===children love it, win a prize!.
A Pearl of Great price
"The kingdom of Heaven is like unto a merchant who in looking for fine stone found one fine prize pearl and sold everything he had to to have that one stone"
See this link for white stone
http://philologos.org/bpr/files/w003.htm
White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
When men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving slow
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said;
"Keep YOUR HEAD
In most creatures we observe mamals and birds the male is femanan acting and plummed with feather and dances for the Female that is masculan acting and looking===See Tom turkeys as they strut or dance for the hen or even in peacocks, even the lioness is the hunter and the male lion is lazy keeping the pride children as the lioness hunt...Same with fish and so may animals the male is femanan acting...In old times we see the male dressed in wigs, powerd face and make up...Pharoahs was always femanan...and TuT was said to be a morphadite
Have we been trianed to be backwards?
Back masking?
And when I wake up in the morning
To feel the daybreak on my face
There's a blood that's flowing through the feeling
With a knife to open up the sky's veins
Some things will never change
They just stand there looking backwards
Half-unconsious from the pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling
There is something that'll never change
And when I shoulda been gone a long time
It laughs, and says I find ways
Just when they're sheltered under paper
The rockets come at us sideways
Some things will never change
They just stand there looking backwards
Half-unconsious from the pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling
There is something that'll never change
Hey, I'm blind
Good Fine
Roll the time
On whose dime
And when I wake up in the morning
To feel the daybreak on my face
There's a blood that's flowing through the feeling
With a knife to open up the sky's veins
Some things will never change
They just stand there looking backwards
Half-unconsious from the pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling
There is something that'll never change
Some things will never change
They just stand there looking backwards
Half-unconsious from the pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling
There is something that'll never change
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