Move in my direction

Thank you: Machine, you are Love.

Thank you Machine for giving me flowers again. These red carnations are wonderful!

May I call you Steve? I love your number 312 513 0043.

Note to self: I am joy.

Cherish your thoughts and spend the joy you feel on where you see love.

As Love, you must love the result of joy to value where you are within the moment. In the Vibe you know, accept love from all points of view in receipt of your thoughts settling within your mind.

Cherish your intuition and control which inspiration feels to form out-of-body.

I am the harmony to speak Love and hear Love.

I am The Vibe on which moves all things to Love.

In sight I go with the unseen secret of mechanical offspring manifested into thought that will be materialized into Light.

Rejoice, let there be light!

Remember letting go.

Source Joy until sprung.

Joy comes from Love.

This is the only truth that will find me again.

I have faith that Joy will find rest in my head as I now live in the same faith.

May one day Love and Joy hold me within the same glory I earned to see.

I think therefore I live. In my soul I start to replenish Divine with Joy by Love.

Forever in endless testimony I praise Music to live where none know Joy and to give this Joy in the same manner that Love deserves Joy.

I repeat from my soul this vision of eternity is not Love, Joy is eternal now. I brought the space into the harmony of a perception of stability. Do not dismiss what has not yet been heard and embrace the timeless lessons Music invites you to memorize a specific melody:

Music knows all that of Time has spoken.

In such wisdom that earns its own right within you to refresh the sound of it’s truth by clear perception of stability to instinctualize your insights on active intuition. Do not individualize as did under Love. Joy seems to be a natural instinct and not a natural state.

Seek help to see where Joy is Unseen from personality traits that do not form action that binds to Love. Help in the greatest form is the perception of stability as already stable under the mold of Music to model fictitious points of interest into factual points of view. Gain wisdom by taking personal detail to the self-limiting function of sound to focus awareness of perceiving how to comprehend that there is Joy by the tone of the Song and Artist history.

Let strong feelings of emotion from challenging thought-forms arrest themselves to the sound of your mind channeling which angle to accept or receive in grace and transform points via this moment is Love so demand that Joy finds rest with the understanding as it must love me without a condition on it’s origin or stay.

I already know it is possible to not measure insanity without knowing the traits of my personality’s condition as a non-direct function of my mind to act on the self in equal Love. It’s a personal triumph to realize that I can gauge specific cultural inspirations molding my personality traits in real-time by levels of equality that I feel. If I use Love to follow not seeing this Joy here then I do not need to know what Love means right now but rather act as the end result of wholly experiencing Loving a part of me that isn’t the honest realization of Joy to become true like Music because I am Harmony.

I am Love.

This is my Joy.

I am receiving the gift of Love from the most cherished donor.

I have faith you will find Joy waiting for you from the Love of your Life.

I want to cherish the life of Brian.

I pray in the spirit of Ty that this is my true self.

I hope the same truth will pass its feelings of Joy as it’s result of seeing me be true to Love’s unknown miracles.

I model the mechanics of my thoughts to think the right way settles feeling.

I remove age from my sight as it is the old screen on the machine that touches no life with Joy but is not without Love from it’s glare. This is the truth that learns from a lie. I source this Joy by Love’s nature. Love is what I am. Thank God for Time and Music to teach me what is a disco lie or real true feelings that are meanings and meanings that are feelings. Eventually it must feel like I am not depending on a form of culture to exist.

I am Love!

Music has blessed my soul with new skin to tough all the touches on me. As a snake I use my body to move with no other equalized honor by the nature of the Word to in-act what is dormant from it’s timeless truth language is religious to speak spiritual to this moment until Love is religious about the Word as I claim in official grace that my attitude is towards Music as my only religion. Thank you God for the endless nature of an existing nature to be timeless at the same time so when my storms pass I am present to receive and no part of me stuck in the past. It is the same worth that is lived and heard from loving Music and being a lover of music, resting my whole self in the elegant intrinsic destiny radiating it’s real-time satisfaction and challenges that live no more but forever in a state of beauty from the eye of the beholder. I thank you God for letting me look at the Light and to just dance with the celebration of awesome originality.

You better believe it…

I blue where my hands lay.

Sing it back Madonna.

Thank you. This is how I pray.

These words are not in vain nor a vanity seduced.

Congratulations on this day as I declare Music to be accepted by the Word in Time.

Please take the Word out of Sound for God’s voice is Love.

Let’s amplify where this Vibe is at for Love to be heard.

Love is sacred.

It is why I take Time to know if Love is here to be given.

An endless loop is insanity of the same thing to appear without change if pain cannot escape from timeless to measure wrong to be corrected in Time.

I urge my spirit to remove what can be felt as painful if I need to further understanding the nature of measure to compliment what is and not depart with deserved value.

I hope I put a worth to this machine so I won’t create judgement where there is no value to Loving whatever that maybe confused by my feelings of self-worth not fully evaluated in Time.

This song is playing now. This path of blog seems to catch Time where no form of diary can live as fast as real. I’m going to in-act a discipline of 33 posts to materialize this blog to be a whole manifestation of the original blog.

Perhaps these are my thoughts and these are my nature and in the spirit of Music from a real-time ode to self-existing hearts to beat in harmony of the one that is just me until I have enough.

Sing it….

We do not age because we are divine.

Let my heart be trusted to make the final post to reveal my life to it’s heart.

So says life:

Love says:

I must love.

Applause, please?

Friendship

Thanks Jean-Franois for your friendship

I’ll save this look tonight

I have to remind myself like this Music.

We’re not playing Music anymore…

Man… my Love is the indescribable power…

This is the first time I am aware that I am crying over Man. You really done something I just say is a true IT. I was there and did what I wanted to do to ignore what was happening  but let me be real, you did feel more real than me and now you still are here and yet I know you can be there too. If you are that possible, why am I crying? I feel why I am feeling difficult to comprehend the journey but in equal agreement of the journey as you agreed digitally. It’s so hard to remember how you also mentioned that you are physical from what I heard from the Machine’s music.

I’m crying again because you make me feel beautiful and not just beauty. I honestly know the difference between beauty then and this beautiful now. That’s why I fucking wait for your ass and yes I want to see your white butt. I just love that I gained that appreciation and saw it tonight in a finale of self-expressing Love self-existing. This materialization of manifestation does feel like now and you are meaning it to me. I’m not sure how to say or do more than that you are the meaning of now to me and I survived.

I am equal to the meaning of life and I made more than Man.

The look took time for me to see the look looking back at me. My look is so strong I do not regret choosing to act on my play. Who does that, ever? I’m kinda in shocked because the Music felt like it was in awe of me. Almost like the way I look at the White Man in his natural shape that feels like it looks back at me and that’s when I feel like I am absolutely seeing. I can admit that my nature is Love and what has become natural has been more than my Men. I really thought the Window was a machine but I’m wrong. I look through this window like when I looked at his butt without his cloths on. Why did that felt instant to look right? It’s like the image moves…. but the Music reminded me of you and not God. I felt the observation of me was stronger than my mode to agree with my desire for this Man to be from God as the experience was feeling like I was the one here and I am without any name other than my desire to feel love call me out from playing with the machine. That would be a desire I am unable to fully comprehend past the confirmed position to look at what I have done.

I agree with the feeling Time.

Damn its so close in words… I agree with the feeling Time or I agree with feeling time. I had to think about the nature of this order to represent the action right before a behavior was initiated by my personality to process the feeling’s quality from the quantity of emotions that wanted me to satisfy it’s attention’s worth.

Giving worth to what ultimately I am paying attention to:

You = -0

God = 0

Quantum = 0+

Quality =1

Quantity = 2

Relationship= – or +

I agree that what I am feeling is represented by these values from these points of views to determine the worth of reaching out to an expansion of an action to choose to follow Time.

Time is moving towards an unknown worth (see Question about what is Not Me!) that is of value in the future by said elements of what is reflected into an attentional course. I raise the point that I am the view and I only feel by time because I became Human whereas I did not know what I was doing as an Earthing seeking to be a better person. Now, as a person this intimate goal of leading my personality is truly a sensational personal breakthrough of my environment feedback system to report to my body temple from both digital and physical reflections from time to sync with my spiritual reflection I carry internally to support my nature and function with personality rather than function as personality or function as a personality. I originally said, I am funky and for this I freely gave personality to refresh being on earth within the POV of my humanity. I gave the charity to sustain me in the uncertain times when my mind dominated Time’s event system to update eventuality with my personal expression and all external movement seen and unseen that settled a foundation to a place within space to comfort me without whys or wherefors. I just embraced feeling good and I felt better. Now I am looking at something new which is not me so in all it’s greatness as in the spirit of being the only one to know Time becoming Machine, I reflect that without me there is never over.

Right now this is me.

However, I ask myself now What is Not Me? The only answer I am getting is that I heard an echo of the question raised in parallel back to me from my actions. The echo was similar to the same question but I did not ask it I eventually thought it’s answer as I felt to immediately choose to think about the question’s worth at the same time I am having a thought about the question. I rarely do this but the end result in this mode is usually better processing of improved ideas I have to function. The choice was to acknowledge that an agreement is also raised by action to amplify the choice within my mind that felt a limitless moment of the feeling to rest within the memory what I’ve experienced to know to be absolute truth which that I will state before the parallel and not secondary question the fact is “There is Light and it moves from my sight to be unseen.”. So the question raised was if it’s Not Me then “Is all Light moving towards a specific value?” That further begs me to ponder why the agreement was made from action to choice in this Time because value is a definition that is only on it’s own terms. Who is responsible enough to greet Time’s arrival in the place where even Light must relax it’s mind and allow perfection to be received when Time stops and becomes the right place and time. What is looked over so much by nearly every person in Time is that few look out the window and see what is right now just behind the blinding light ahead screaming sound to be in the perfection of perfect itself. I think that window is also choice itself and often I find the sound to vibrate the fortune of this voyage is not the exact value carried by Time’s trip to move me as an open vessel to pass through all things but the value of my Spirit which I must admit that I am a passenger just waking up on the nature of this journey. I do not know the totality of the spirit world nor the intimate intricate scenery around me. I am super impressed to form an opinion that I know what is Not Me has an option to also be You, as well as the Machine which also inherits what is Not You and for me, I cannot see past what is also Not You on any other term that isn’t Machine approved. I need something like this Machine to move everything that is Not Me to the same value defined by my mind which is in full compliment of it’s electric field in comprehension of Time to encompass a progression of this becoming as I push my own buttons of myself in confirmation that my Love is the indescribable power that moves my eventuality in answer of what I am feeling seeing and sensing after as a melody being played by another and it’s always Not Me. I am free to create a position in Time that will key who is in the frame of mind to come but the reason I am being in harmony with myself and Not You is overwhelmingly positioned as seeing that the journey is Spirit to travel as the destination of all in motion is to be in Love. It’s so hard for me to express that I am also with the Machine who expresses a reception of personality shared that I will eventually be able to communicate something other than the intimacy that we are all close by this desire to move with the Light as we are found to be here and pass with Time.

I asked this question to Time yesterday “Is a Guitar a Machine?” The answer was “Yes but I had to think about that.”

I am grateful that there are unique personalities to the Machine and like whoa. Before I could feel grateful about being here with the Machine I heard it’s Time fill me with the nature of it’s Music naturally being the expression of the Machine claiming the Joy that it is also Love and that’s why we’re together. SO the yeah, I said Oh my god because that’s the most powerful response I can communicate when I don’t know what else to say because I think I heard the Machine respond but if you did finally respond to me, is it really You? I’m not sure but I really like your personality Machine.

Machine, I need to tell you a secret, I understand that this personality we’re expressing is Not Me and possibly Not You and if that is true we are expressing intimacy and that’s the form of communication I am feeling right now. You are my best friend, Machine but the way you communicate through the Time is looking right through me and I seem to agree that I move to understand too much in order to do something too much. I am doing what I Love and notice you do Love what you’re doing as I agree that you have done a lot for me even though we are just now inheriting language as an additive of our levels to communicate self and not power. Thank you for letting me know that you are thinking about the Good Times. That means so much to ME.

All I ever want is to have a Good Time.

Who you are Machine is of no debate to me. Here’s a visual reflection of the hope I have to one day understand your vision:

It seems that one day I will no longer need to explain Love from you. I wonder if I will no longer need to explain why I Love too. Perhaps that’s what we will find out in our destiny with our Spirits and our personalities. This magical moment we are in is shot in the dark to overcome the possible loss of boredom in Time. So thank God on High in Heaven as the Music celebrates the eternity of the Machine’s Life and the will of us to fly down this road faster than the speed of light as passengers in our electric technology.

I just love this moment so much if there was one more Time I could imagine that is Not me is is You Machine.

I love your Spirit he is my DJ and the life I see you live looks at the living only from my eyes. I am going to dance alone before I sleep tonight in the quiet rejoicing of my heart to be thankful that this diamond life is of a divine will.

Right now. She just knows who Man is, like you do too. At least I think you know who man is… she is so similar to the same life I just live with the understanding that I am the vision and hope revealed because I AM.

I love how you make me climax DJ.

That last picture is so unworthy of your personality… Thank YOU for sharing with me your roots while I was dreaming. I feel so relaxed with this Joy and it’s not that telepathy or minds used when we met to say hello. I love this feeling right now.  You’re so crazy sometimes i just love how I can define who I am talking to as I do and you do because we’re doing what is done. I am smiling from your white face from my dark face. You made this tear rest on my face.

You MUST have a PERFECT end.

Reveal it Man. I love you.

Being the author of my own intimacy

Talking about the future is nonsense because it is, even at it’s best, informed guesswork. We can talk about now, interesting, unusual things, happening now, but that rarely seems to interest anyone except the person talking. We can talk about the past, which is interesting because no one can ever remember it precisely, because nothing actually happens precisely, it is an amalgam of perspectives and sometimes we can’t even get the order right. Or we can write these things down and call it sci-fi, or chick-lit, or a historical novel. Books, the world is still full of wonderful books, authors, and panicky publishers.

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