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If ever was a beautiful object by virtue of which writing in code to one’s self became an urgency, this may be it. The fact remains that one’s need to deal with the possibility of anything becomes more credible by the minute, the probable occurance , the delusion having to become more acceptable as it may be indeed a factual occurance- meanwhile as this may look cryptic, such seeming lackluster musing may be the key, that opens up the vast field of What Socrates was said to experience in the company of

That later, much much later, when the tools with which, attributable qualitatively, rather dismisses the obnoxious casual way in which the spatial dimensions collapse with in the aura of the general sense of ever increasing empathy and joy at their own pre-possession.

That this is so very much an almost impossible fruit of a life long search for the emotional answer is intrically folded up into itself, delicately, yet with rough and untenable inception.

If anyone can , would read and relate blood brothers would we be , as a matter of course, bleeding into the same vessel, in the ancient sense of The Greeks. No misunderstanding allowed here, for this is for ever a chalice raised to trembling lips to honor those beforehand.

For this depth intelligence rise to level much fear and anger over a favored genetic of the aesthetic, allay some anger and paranoid fear!

Are you saying that the search is what its all about? Even a vague attempt at that.
Or that the answer is folded up like a sheet within us? Akin to like when people are drowning and they see their lives unfurl before their eyes, which is not unlike prophetic visioning. If it were a race, then all the lives/sheets as all of us on the starting line, would be laid out for a life to be [like a projection].

So in a sense the film of everything has all its roles and actors in place, only some don’t survive and so the rest of the script is revealed as it would have otherwise occurred?

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Yes Amorphos, like a sheet folds up within us. For that my promise of drinking from the chalice both our blood let, like a brother.

Now what?

The fold is the imminent passage of cut up film, and the ideal assembled as an anchor for not only aesthetic observance of the obvious rules of creating the semblance of distance and depth, but more basically that of existence, of survival.

Survival comes after the observance of it the ideal is at first a key, then a trigger unlocking all the phylo-genetic stuff before it, and that is the transcending of the fold.

That is probably the solution Socrates tried to inform, for which he was condemned for corrupting young men

Don’t let the passage of metaphors within metaphors divert you, for that is the effect of millennia of suppression. But imminent and transcendence are not so easily connected and the Vanity Schopenhauer discusses is so ltrue ,so humanly true, but so generically dismissed out of shades of twilight that Kant be early promise of the birth of tragedy

A kind of early foreboding only a few dared to avail themselves of , for which madness was the price, for it is said that those whom the gods want to destroy, they first drive and.

That simply is the fold into which the flattening of the imminent into past interpreting transcendent power of the will is recreated and used, to offset the blinding aesthetic ideal, which was watered down to Parsifal, for which Wagner had to pay the price.

Cundry-s guilt remains purely an aesthetic transgression, and the multitude of masks in the cut up portraits of Picasso are overt examples

More to the point are the expressions of crossbread animal-human hybrids in Lucian Freud.

Yes Amorphos, like a sheet folds up within us. For that my promise of drinking from the chalice both our blood let, like a brother.

Now what?

The fold is the imminent passage of cut up film, and the ideal assembled as an anchor for not only aesthetic observance of the obvious rules of creating the semblance of distance and depth, but more basically that of existence, of survival.

Survival comes after the observance of it the ideal is at first a key, then a trigger unlocking all the phylo-genetic stuff before it, and that is the transcending of the fold.

That is probably the solution Socrates tried to inform, for which he was condemned for corrupting young men

Don’t let the passage of metaphors within metaphors divert you, for that is the effect of millennia of suppression. But imminent and transcendence are not so easily connected and the Vanity Schopenhauer discusses is so ltrue ,so humanly true, but so generically dismissed out of shades of twilight that Kant be early promise of the birth of tragedy

A kind of early foreboding only a few dared to avail themselves of , for which madness was the price, for it is said that those whom the gods want to destroy, they first drive and.

That simply is the fold into which the flattening of the imminent into past interpreting transcendent power of the will is recreated and used, to offset the blinding aesthetic ideal, which was watered down to Parsifal, for which Wagner had to pay the price.

Cundry-s guilt remains purely an aesthetic transgression, and the multitude of masks in the cut up portraits of Picasso are overt examples

More to the point are the expressions of crossbread animal-human hybrids in Lucian Freud.

[the rest of the script is revealed as it would have otherwise occurred?]

The script is revealed, otherwise because some of the actors are gone, just as you aptly put it. There are twists and turns upon their own interpretations, which will necessitate the many Fold implications therein.

Nothing wrong with vanity, its just that people who haven’t earned it also have it and that sucks. I get that the world wants to take away any right we have to vanity, but maybe that’s part of the challenge.

If one is not chosen then they are standing upon someone else’s plinth. Such metaphors I think regard the fact that if you were watching and recruiting, you would know who’s the right guy, then any others are in the way. Maybe the lesson for the others is simply to choose another path, indeed we could all have our own plinths, the gods just get pissed when that all fucks up.
Alternately, in some cases only a strong enough mind [ e.g.intellectually] can make it past the dreamlords such to make it past madness. Same as only the strongest of body can win a race.