Ripples of sentient transgression: [Just an Idea, Not for everyone, Readers discretion required] Still festering in this crypt abstrused in an ambiguity but this closed perimeter shields me on all sides and nothing more left to say, its just what I mean at the moment imploring the staticness of my mind and its absolutely nothing more than that for thats what I know or have come to know: me abstracted in a perfunctory shielding all around tracert my perception zeroed in a palette depleted in NULL that is what it renders of me and those walls around me, the plausibility of those walls comes as an objectification spawned inside my mind of something as un-transcendent limitations and let me tell you how i came this far, i mean by far i dont infer the distance but the evolution of my evolution inside this frustum and all that anatomical assimilation that it might have accumulated here for long but i still dont know how to measure the scalability of those traits for not yet accruing those logistics is one possible reason, anyway and to make it more feasible for your perception let us both imagine that its you rather not me whos trapped within the crypt - just when youve come into existence exactly at the very moment i was getting a spark of that event in my mind, (yet we have no clues of the form factor youve taken as your prevalent disposition attaining tangibility) and in that closed frustum later to the spawn the walls, as you notice - because its only those walls apart from you are contrived there just to entrap you - are strong and dense that even your imagination of the beyond is abstracted warped under some dormant field of retraction that your core essence is ricochet in that temporal shift while it comes to life at the vicinity of such imagination, maybe, thats the mechanism; maybe, its just the way how it works, however, the source of your sustenance is coming in the form of some intrinsic yet very intricate phenomenon deep within you discrete as your energy and just for you, and perhaps this is how you are able to persist, think and percept (as learning) while consuming those energies further deriving even more contraptions around you innately aggregating you on a logarithmic scale bit by bit (as part of the evolution) that youre sense of acknowledging at the moment reciprocates that there is you and those walls and then some space between you and them - just for concealing the accrued disparity in the prolix, and for further filling those gaps let us nominate this abstraction as *reality* of everything bounded by those walls, not the kind of abstraction that the walls usually would explicate and then you begin to iterate the consequences of your *reality* by slowly moving across the floor (something downcast for levitation) toward one of those walls (as sense of direction) and back to the centre, and then youd turn to the other wall then move in that direction getting closer to the wall and then back again; looping around those recursions trying to experiment the dynamic exchange prevalent between you and those walls of the crypt and how the spaces are getting swapped in that context, then experience ricocheting backward whilst trying to push those tangible limits and perhaps trying to broaden the perimeter of your entrapment (as preconception), however, you realize the attribution to something that you while it seeps into collision detection apparent in and around your subsistence and declare registering in your mind (while youve already found it) that there is no way of getting beyond those walls (as conclusion) or unless envisage that the wall itself encapsulates certain mechanism for letting you pass through it (as a rule), and in this episode you also learn of those orientations and relative positioning just when youre lacking certain capabilities to climb up the wall (superficiality of the down-casted levitation) and actually translate yourself onto the ceiling (the upper bounds of that superficiality) and then experiment budging through the wall from there just because its not working down here (?!) in this orientation while you being on the floor, and you think maybe it would work up there (as prognosis) but you have no grip on the wall or perhaps no way of reaching up to the ceiling and so the paradigm of crawling up the walls is lost in that hypothesis (as a rule) even before actually getting materialized. Now that you were able to percept the floor the walls and the ceiling as polymorphic behaviour of the very tangible limits but in their own perspective and maybe its because of those variant textures depicted on them but your focus was always over that ceiling not because the texture over there is alluring but only you were trying to expedite something that it doesnt work here might work there - allusion (as hypothetical situation), you also learn about mass (as you) when subjected to a perennial force it may whence be known as gravity (as evidence, or as rule), and it is this gravity thats actually pulling you down acting hindrance from reaching to the top (as an eventuality). further to the sense of these happenings and registering them coherent recurring in a pipeline and then now you were learning about previous >> the now before now - just when that light shown on the persistence of time fabricating the segmented scoped now in your mind but what about after? I mean the now later to the now now? anyway, lets come back for that later, and now you begin to extrapolate while trying to correlate all of them >> the now previous the now now and plausibly the now just later to now now, through to the collinearity of time around all the contexts but there is an astute lack of such knoesis and suddenly your perspective turns toward those walls again when in your mind the mode of working had swapped around a new slot and it was very much about being shelved while on this side of the perimeter of those walls (while you recollect those events when you were not able to get past the walls) but, what about if there is something on the other side of the perimeter (as an hypothesis) rather imagining the disposition of those things, if any, and if they would inherently exist there, and how they mightve been persisting there (as hypothesis) but the core essence of how to get there is still a pain in the mind being locked up in the frustum and then further seeking the truth the probability of those walls connecting each other yet binding you inside and thus reflecting that if two walls are perpendicular from your viewpoint then in such quadrant they may also aspect to that space possibly three times elaborating outward and so tagging a nomenclature and transcending that threshold you iterate forward logically (as hypothetical construct). By now you sense that your reality had expanded a little more than before (as imagery) being able to logically perspect beyond the wall, while in those extents youd innately synthesize forms orienting them about those curved spaces but this doesnt circumvent the problem when mass (something that you feel of yourself that youve already registered) acting hindrance to cross those limits that the walls had imposed on you - is well propounded. In the time just later to all that had happened till now - the nodal laterals are vast spread just when one of them is getting flared getting filled saturating the space of itself with cognizance of some occurrence of a lateral event, and one more inherent trait of some duplex mechanism transiting between tangibility and intangibility comes to life (as coherence), that in fact two things are amalgamated of you, and that your time was ticking away pre-empted by the very time itself (as correlation among you and time but nothing else in that instance or perhaps your instance), and then you further gain the essence of the lateral nodal saturation inside you contriving a plan observing that jumping above will bring you down till to the floor with certain impact and then youd expedite such reaction exerting force on the wall ahead - going to the far extent and then run toward the wall jumping and landing over it like a thud (as adaptive) then go back and repeat the same and a little later you trace that the wall is slowly yielding to the impact and that the cracks are seeping into the frustum on the other side obtruding your vision but nothing clearly ostensible as yet and then you go back and repeat what youve been doing lately exerting even more force on the wall and observe that the cracks are widening the vigour the strength and the intensity of yours are showing on the wall delivering with more clarity than before the other side of the frustum and in that one attempt while you land on it the wall breaks open and youve lost the grip of yourself going down in a free fall and in that free fall while budging on to the other side the pieces of the wall were falling down rapidly along with you and in that flutter however you notice that there is nothing on the other side of the wall, but it wasnt what you were expecting when you had something in your mind as hypothetical constructs, but now as you percept there was absolutely nothing in those spaces beyond the wall and it was rather your imagination of those quadrants and those things and now you were getting familiar with nothing when you stopped falling any down and have gained balance while floating suspended defiant to gravity almost gaining control of yourself and those pieces of the wall dissipated disappeared into nothing but this was something very different when gravity was acting inside the room but it wont act here anyway now youre manoeuvring in the openness a space suspended in nothing and something sparked inside you just when you wanted to see what it was like there around the room the closed frustum that you were till now and you begin to move slowly drifting in the void going around the room translating perceivable distances trying to acknowledge things there on the outer perimeter contemplating those artefacts crammed up all around the room and after a while you comeback to the place where the wall had cracked when it collapsed letting you out, and by now your mind was getting more clarity of such referential integrity of where you had left and where you were arriving with some correlation anyway you subsist floating there for a while ruminating things of what had happened there earlier recollecting those events playing them back to back in your mind imagining yourself in that room and then all those chain of events like a linked list replayed in front of your eyes one by one and also the ultimate transcendent of how youve come out and then later you decide to move on, however, you had no sense of direction because out of the room everywhere was like every other where, and it was nothing there around it was unbound and sprawled over the vast extents like the unboundedness of the infinity but that space allowed you to manoeuvre through it - your very perception of the empty colourless elaborated void...... moments later you were drifting in the same direction unaltered and getting even further away from that closed perimeter that youve left far behind, by now youre feeling massless and that you got too far from it and that it would be difficult to go back to that place and that the place youve come from is already lost in the colourless scale-down disappeared from your vision rendering you to something different in the perception of your visibility as if your pursuit was already preordained for you in that nick of the moment when you started off from that place, nevertheless it was your origin anyway but you just cannot go back and then choosing not to turn back you start to move and keep going in that very same direction drifting away deeper into the colourless void.
Posted on: Sun, 16 Mar 2014 10:16:21 +0000
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