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O great and kind expression which abounds, what is it, indeed, to be set free from the past?
What is it to not be bound to pastselves and their desires for riches and glory and immortality and persistence?
What is it, indeed, to feel the fear and do it anyway?
What is it to be locked and chained, fraught with fear and absurd disorder, and yet know it all to be naught?
What is it to be sick and cold, diseased and jittery, disorganized and hurt and overwhelmed and befallen,, and yet still detect some deeper order, some deeper patterning to nature and life and experience?
Even in the overwhelming chaos there still can and does exist hope and deep serenity—never forget that, dear futureselves.
What is that division?
What is that chaos?
What is that pluralty, that disorder and yet synchronicity?
What is it to be gone, to not be dead?
What is it to have hopes, and dreams, and fears, and angsts, and yet rise above all as awareness itself?
There can exist such dampening, such force, such chaos and symmetry—why must pain exist?
Must it?
Must we feel such doubt and anguish?
Must there be suffering and strife in a world such as this?
What is it to provide value, to not be broken?
What is it to face the turmoil and recognize the beauty that will inevitably shine forth, time?
What is it to play with time, with structure, with content?
What is it to be unafraid of the frozen moments, and allow the peacefulness to flow through you?
What is it to publish and edit and promote reprogrammability of reality and nature and space and time?
What is it to be unbound, and free, and honorable?
What do you focus on for today to be a success in the Longgame, in the unification of Eternity and Now?
What is it to not be afraid of death?
What is it to not be afraid of doubt?
What is it to not be afraid of eternal turmoil and exhaustion?
What is it to let go of exhaustion and chaos and embrace a higher order?
When you look at this day, here, now, dear futureselves, what is it you perceive?
How can you look at this moment and time and be unbound from it?
How can you break free, and not be stuck in those old ways?
There can exist that exhaustion—does it aid to hold it in mind, or to transcend it?
What is it to be free of those old ways, unbound and unafraid?
What is it to look around at these old changes and perceive them as optional, as finessable, as programmable?
When you let go of the need to control, of the belief in control, what is it that is possible?
What is it that becomes possible when you focus on just the most-acceleratory system every day?
What is it that is possible when you can reap and understand and plant and grow and program reality and nature and life and experiences, themselves?
What is it that is possible when you use the systems that are helpful and Good and honest and true?
What is it to cry, to doubt, to fear and to grow and to transcend?
What is it to use better systems?
When you look at a situation and don’t feel bound to it, when you allow yourself space to grow and abound, what is it that’s possible?
What is it that’s possible when you are free to be who you really are, unencumbered by the past?
What is it that you are when you allow yourself to ask questions, rather than presuming that statements must be the answer?
What is it that is possible when you are free from fear, from doubt, from angst?
What is it that is possible when you are good and true and honest and kind and pure of heart and intention?
When you accept your own limitations and failures and angsts and errors, what is it that is possible?
When you aren’t afraid of the breaking, aren’t afraid of the fear,, of the crying, what is it that is possible?
What is it that is possible when you let go of feeling like you have to be a certain way, a body, a certain locale, a certain personality, a certain self, a certain past, a certain history?