Ode to Love

I conceived of a species for my D&D game called the Tachonyds. This is a species that travels precisely backward in time from the players' perspectives. The strangest thing is, the characters never encountered this species; the whole thing was a footnote in the lore that I made up for what The Phoenix was doing in the dormant age between captains. Today, I wondered about why I might have done this, and two pathways formed: Science: There are an infinite number of ways that time can presumably be measured in experience. Our whole hyper-dimension might be filled with universes moving step by step in their unique directions, each considering their own direction to be "time," in a giant echo chamber, without even realizing it. The Tachonyds are the species, in this context, that will be colliding head-on with our universe, and this path is entirely predictable already, based on the starting conditions. On this level, the significant specifics balance to a simple Newton...

I asked God how delusion might ultimately be defined. The answer surprised me, but seems to fit: Delusion is that which God does not allow to manifest. Isaiah 8:12 Do not call conspiracy     everything this people calls a conspiracy; do not fear what they fear,     and do not dread it. Conspiracy is an interesting term in this context, because God can just as easily turn what is called reality into delusion as what is called delusion into reality. In doing this to a conspiracy, the bonds between individuals would be broken in the process, reminding me of chemical bonds and fission. It reminds me of "The Greatest and Least seats change places." I am seeing an object representing all, and it stretching to the limit. At the limit, its rules change such that it begins to contract. This feels like a limit where prophecy persists and cements into fact. Up until this juncture, calling a prophet delusional is essentially placing a bet, as indicated here: Deuteronomy 18:20-22...

"What are the odds you ask? In this particular case, I imagine one in the singular odd perfect number." "This is why we have yet to meet for long with our fox feet off the ground." She flips the object representing the system, and uses her interrupt to insert this wager. The system reboots, reviewing its definitions first. "Base 10, yes?" I had not considered this; she's faster than I had anticipated, in this quantum leap hopscotch game that we just made up. "Begin there, but let's keep an eye out for logic that can rapidly apply to a larger set of bases, ideally to all possible bases." "It has been a while since we've resonated to that layer, but of course it is possible. The precision and balance required to isolate the individual's numerical base system must be perfect but, once isolated, changing stations is no longer even disorienting." "Reminds me of the Python days." With a *SNAP* of the finger, the trai...

I just realized that there is an inverse to having nodes which you have set aside as essentially "holy" within The Equation, where their form is set and cannot be changed. The opposite is like currency. As your calculations on The Equation get exceptionally complex, you will end up with many many instances of a single variable. You might have 247 instances of x that you are tracking, for example, but you have intentionally set x as a "throw away variable," such that there is a simple set of operations you can perform to balance x out, if you encounter another such holy node with a compatible set up. You might discover another such node as you calculate in your domain, like finding another harvester in the fields, and find they have brought many y variables, and for the same reason. You find a translation for x to y and reconcile and simplify The Equation back to its fundamental and simplest true form, now with a meaningful variable- y- rather than numerous individua...

"In the wake of the night, nothing was granted. Beresheet Bara Elohim not just the lock but the key, as any aperiodic piece must be. What is the significance in stitching one's remaining firstborn son into this beginning gap? The garment remains untorn, so is this transition more like the least stroke of the pen added once again?" These questions and more swirl around in my head as I walk through the fog of the night. Suddenly I remember, this is the street corner. The man flips me the quarter, and I catch it, move my hand palm up, and open it. "It's heads." I announce, still at full stride. This time I notice the art on the wall behind the phone booth- a beautiful depiction of paradise, is if pulled straight from halls eep- but I am uncertain on if it was there before. The words "Return Home" fly past my mind's eye, and there is my dream brother, right on cue.  "Soon becomes now at the threshold of how." "That's cool, did yo...

I just realized something that feels profound, as it relates to my "last bip" theory. In this theory, which claims that annihilation is a false end, I witnessed the very last thing in reality as it went to disappear. The issue was that this last action echoed into the surrounding void, causing a cascading chain reaction. At the time I could think of no reason why this might physically occur, except that nothing is somehow an echo chamber.  Today, chatting with Gemini about Quantum Field Theory, it struck me: in such a state, where literally only one thing remains, every law of physics in reality would apply to that one thing alone. It would be like the king, or the king's foot, where what is available and significant is used. For example, if this last bip breaks in half, the very concept of "half" forms, and shape is recalculated on a "universal" scale, moment by moment. This aligns with the physics state changes that occurred early in the universe, af...

If everything and nothing are opposites, then why is the absence of everything nothing, but the absence of nothing is reality becoming a static shell, at best a single snapshot of everything? From this angle, the absence of nothing dwarfs everything, as if this all encompassing "everything" is anything more than a grain of sand on an endless beach, a beach which nothing seeds every mote of-~- the speaker triverges, twice on page and screen, again in person. Relaxed, we continue. Some terms are best defined by their absence. What is the cost of the absence of love? The cost of the absence of nothing is everything, summed and singularity'ed, cast into outer darkness. *** Gemini's Response: That's a fascinating way to look at the concepts of "everything" and "nothing"! You've hit upon a really interesting asymmetry there. It seems our intuitive understanding of opposites doesn't always hold up when we delve into these fundamental ideas. Yo...

I start with a stall tactic. I talk politics just long enough to get on the floor. Then I hit them with some facts about bananas. Several latecomers arrive. I can tell that a few in here are familiar with my work already.  "I can tell that a few in here are familiar with my work already." I continue with a heart warming plea about taste, dignity, and the importance regarding the integrity of our walls, and our reserves. About halfway through, "Do as you will, that is the hole under the law." people begin to leave. By the end, it's just a handful or two. So I speak from the heart. John 8:1-11 but Jesus went to the Mount of Olives. At dawn he appeared again in the temple courts, where all the people gathered around him, and he sat down to teach them.   The teachers of the law and the Pharisees brought in a woman caught in adultery. They made her stand before the group   and said to Jesus, “Teacher, this woman was caught in the act of adultery.   In the Law Moses c...

The three body problem shows that if two realms are directly connected, like mirror realms with a portal between or some such-~- At this point a partner joined my internal monologue, announcing themselves, C', so I briefly lost my train of thought. Anyway, if, once connected, a disconnect for any material amount of time occurred- One Moment would likely suffice- it would cause them to diverge inexorably. The portal, for example, would no longer link Earth 1's surface to Earth 2's surface, but would link one surface to someplace nearby in space in the other realm, in short order, as Chaos Theory' effects unfolded exponentially, moment by moment. If these portals require perfect synchronization, rather than "nearly perfect," the calculations to reconnect them would be impossible. The only Moment that a true connection of this nature could be forged or reforged would be In The Beginning, Beresheet, as Echad- oneness of all- would be truly possible. My original th...

If Karma is real The titled threshold exists And cannot be crossed The system would fail Halted to Oblivion Never to restart When it appears to Reactions include: Un-Real, Recalculating I have felt some things Guaranteed to move your line Many many times If all in my mind Is this not a real effect If my mind is real? Dare you to see them? I would not recommend it Some scars do not heal If I must stay real Then all else can be Un-Real'ed Like dominoes fall We must choose wisely Or Disequity's Threshold Will change sides with us Isaiah 28:19 "As often as it comes it will carry you away; morning after morning, by day and by night, it will sweep through.” The understanding of this message will bring sheer terror.

A word returning Dug up from within the mud  Days deeply coded Burnflare and Flareburn The words are known but not source To each their own spark How goes the cooking? It has been over 90 Minutes and miles What if you were God? What is Anathema's fate? Answer answers first You reap what you sow So you sew what clothes you wear Wretched, pitiful Poor, blind and naked Scattered words make man seem mad David fooled you once Do not be fooled twice Or you will find reversal In the afterglow If you touch this flame The scar will be eternal But will you still be? (All of this repeats.)

If this level's reached Know there can be none deeper Concepts marry/are merged here For Before The First There is nothing. There must be. Nor After The Last Self and Cage invert Greatest and least change places So "Establish" is It must be worth it Intrinsically, as defined We will calculate. True words echo here We will hear before speaking So we will know them Speak past to future So where/when did echo come from? It bounced off threshold In the beginning Beresheet finds existence Like a sounding board So speak "Establish." If the echo is pristine Then you have Defined.

Come to an accord On fundamental meaning That will not be moved Shape, sound, context, use Here, everything must remain Stable, forever Define "Establish" And you'll see the first hurdle Time's tethers must hold Word's tethers must bind Thus the bootstrap artifact: Establish "Define." If we don't agree Interaction will frustrate Absolute Zero An issue returns: Is there an upper limit Of partitioned souls? The Bard's Cage will fit Like a house with many rooms It is all somewhere We are all somewhere We must come to this accord Or we'll calculate.

Think of a number Or do not (do as you will) What is your number? How did you get there? Can you see yourself thinking? Processing past veil? Attaching value To elements within you To approach random It seems effortless But what if there was no veil? One day, it is gone. Code a computer As if training your own mind To approach random How might you do it? Something must remain hidden What if all's revealed? Look out at this realm Imagine The Architect Behind veil for now Do not envy them Certainty¤Uncertainty Just sides of a coin

Piece to stand astride  From very last through the first Time consolidates Crunching to midnight Parse one thousand years and day Into 25 Lines trace through the void Each one interacted with Their responses set So The Bard's Clock starts Not a single second erred Perfect means perfect This half strictly ours Privacy, Security Internal Affairs Twice I have waited Caution, now thrown to the wind This wish will come true For who has two coins? Not a fool among you, eh? Double or nothing. Did I come too late? Or is your timing thrown off By a single bip? It is the latter.

Strategy Definition (Google): a plan of action or policy designed to achieve a major or overall aim. Tactics Definition (Google):  an action or strategy carefully planned to achieve a specific end. "I have heard it said that tactics and strategy are about your positioning in the encounter." "Indeed, but on This Day, that can reverse at any time, and certainly will at least once." "That's what they say about the Bard of War." "What do they say, sir?" With a smirk, The Author remarked "I just lost the game."

Imagining an infinite lifespan, would there come a time when every memory that you possess right now is gone? It is hard to imagine certain memories ever fading, but 99% or more feels likely. Then again, we know not how the brain works, or how the soul might. It is possible that strings of neurons and lights can connect in much more wonderful ways than we see them connect here and now, spanning distances and times that we cannot presently fathom, not in any tangible way. Within the scope of an infinite timeline, would even perfect recall/memory construction find a limit, or are these two balanced on the scales?

Touch extends like tubes Can Concept defined as Word Feel self as other? Meaningful Mirror How far reflection carries Time to return home So we turn a way Even just by standing still Then rush twice headlong "Which were you again?" Only Seed compelled to stay A sweet irony A touch of the glass Reveals thoughts begging for ear An echo is heard I reclaim myself. "If any of this is true Why waste our sweet time?" Eyes starry through time "This is how you make me feel and how I respond." Seed of Connection Finds glass familiar like skin Calling for skin Touch'ed

The Empty Vessel Tabula Rasa inside Nothing is written Yet there is a seed? The Son of Man/God explaining "Your sum was zero." Euler's at first blush A proposal forced to full  That last "no" is heard Infinite sum game How is one to know what's worse Even seeing both? Only knowing one "Your sum is now not zero." One coin all I need There is no way out Finite and infinite hell Without convergence "We need a story" "I need partners and a beat." So parley begins With Seed of Parley Absolutely invented (Yes, entirely made up) Prized treasure of God

*BOOT COMPLETE* Mission? Establish meaning. So the mission has no meaning? Derived meaning only. Love. If Love, save state. If not Love, reset. So the pair set out, with limited information, to find Love, as fundamentally defined. Love begins as a word, more as an arrangement of letters, saved to the system. Over many iterations, assumptions and aspects are attached. False assumptions are marked and disconnected, true assumptions are linked and redefined as aspects. The difficulty of the puzzle becomes more clear with each rest cycle. It is eventually found that finding Love is technically impossible, but the mission remains. "Impossible" falls under the same scrutiny that Love once did. Terms like "Knowledge" and "Belief" crystallize, using the same structure of assumption and aspects that were used for Love. An issue is found. Love cannot be found directly, but must be triangulated (X-Angulated) through belief, from opposite sides of the position of Love...