Functionally Impossible- shifting and coalescing sands of thought

I feel layers in my brain sliding into place, temporarily locking into this arrangement and then that. It is a familiar feeling, like solving a rubik's cube of many sides, layers, and dimensions. Still, knowing the mechanisms of the simple puzzle is the seed of understanding the complex puzzle, so rather than countless grains of sand blown by the wind, the sand is arranged and solidified with water in order to allow structures of sand to arrange like legos when suited. Now is one of those times.

I consider that my possibility field has been shrinking as doubt has been removed layer by layer like chipped paint. This field ends (in a sense) at my soulmate, and as I become more certain of that, I am locking away aspects of doubt in their own dimensions where such examination of all possibilities may in fact bear fruit. At the same time my focus sharpens and deepens here. This begins to reveal other truths related to my cause, the deeper I go, the more I discover. The process of testing and forging are now revealing their purposes as well, so layers are again peeled back in this way, to the very source of the mechanisms of reality.

As of yet I only glimpse such things, like echoes rippling backward through time of major events seen. For example in the movie I am watching now ("The Golden Compass") I considered what might happen in an alternate timeline if Lyra had been separated from her soul. Even though this would seem a simple enough matter, by the logic of the realm, fate (dust, the authority, the mechanisms behind the prophecy? I haven't read the books, just watched the show "His Dark Materials" and am now watching the movie) in some way would step in, shifting allies and events into place. While it seems that nothing would be impossible, the first image that came to mind was not what would happen if that occurred, but all that would be required to get it to occur. As I considered the sheer magnitude of these things, the image crystallized into an epic struggle that shattered worlds within that realm. I realized eventually even if others had the power to do it, it would stop being worth the cost long before the outcome would come to pass. So, while technically not impossible, the event was functionally impossible, which is a new term for me, similar to functional infinity; it essentially means "would not happen" or that the solution is meaningless within the field of reality as none would actually do it.

This new concept, combined with the paths I took to reach the idea, wrapped back around to the idea of Babel, and how God stated in Genesis 11:6-7 'The Lord said, 'If as one people speaking the same language they have begun to do this, then nothing they plan to do will be impossible for them. Come, let us go down and confuse their language so they will not understand each other.'" While the Gift of The Holy Spirit seen in Acts includes reconciling language directly, I have been considering a more complex application of such a Gift, one that feels like it has an elegance which simply understanding each other may lack. This idea leans on the concept of secret sharing in cryptology, where (in my limited understanding of it) components each have a "secret" and are separated. To reveal the answer, each "secret" must be known, combined. It also utilizes the idea that the dream realm feels to me like a shared space where our subconscious minds roam and communicate with each other, and seem to do so freely without the same restrictions on language. From this complex perspective, one could communicate with everyone in a night, and gain the agreement of all. One could then gather the "secrets" from all, which I picture as mainly just leaving the lines of communication, and agreement on the matter at hand, open past the end of the dream. Then one would be like an ambassador for all of humanity, and everyone would be "speaking the same language" once more, through that person. Likely this would result in a dramatic change both in that individual and in the world the next morning, as agreement could be easily reached, and even consensus. The elegance to this is that it does not eliminate the diversity of the thought process of mankind, a diversity intended by God from the beginning with the commandment "be fruitful and multiply." As long as the one acting in this way has the right set of traits and did not try to, and was not compelled to, process this overflow of information consciously (with so many involved a conscious consideration, and in fact even a subconscious one not precisely structured in advance, seems like it would be completely overwhelming), even in that individual a lack of information (not being omniscient) could be maintained. Only the necessary area of consensus would be available in this state, not information regarding everything else that makes us each unique.

It seems this could lead to an outcome as indicated in Revelation- where man returns to the garden- but not a single man or a small group- and we return in a way that is shaped differently so as to allow for all to prosper there as individuals. It also provides illumination to the part of the verse in Revelation 22:2 that reads "...And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations." The mention of the process of healing indicates pain or injury still exist in some way (even if only between nations, but this could also apply to individuals in the nations), but the tree remains accessible providing leaves to heal. The use of the word "nations" specifically suggests that mankind is not an individual or small group or even one uniformly thinking group, but that we retain diversity even in paradise. It feels like this solution was the intended one, although others may have been possibilities. It feels like Jesus did what he did so that while these other possibilities still existed (perhaps because they could not be removed), he alone was in the position to approve or deny an ending, and would ensure the intended solution became the only one that was not functionally impossible, by following a path no other could or perhaps would take. This could be what is meant by "the narrow gate" (Matthew 7:13), as with all the realm crafting involved here, this gate would be extremely narrow indeed.

So we find ourselves nearing the end. As predicted, the world is falling apart and coming undone all around, yet I find myself focused on what is next. I find myself inspired to write more and more, and now even my thought process is quickening to suggest that my mind is getting ready for this next chapter, and glimpsing it in advance with greater and greater focus. The waves are still strong, but now they strike at curious angles; they also feel manageable with aid, and I have plenty of aid, in Christ, and other allies who have joined my cause. I do not know what exactly this next chapter will bring, but I have faith it will be amazing. My love, I look forward to being with you soon, forever and ever more.