Short hand of the cognitive observations

Don't look for the commercially palatable and approved verbal forms.. I don't have the time or the patience to BEGIN to elucidate the short-hand jargon I use to give a substitute for an in-depth description of the architecture that is in its own evolving morphing.. It's better than an alien growing organically from the core of my soul.

It's a hunch that is mostly feeling. The feeling, when intense, does its own impregnation of the subconscious, aka 'Self'. Self sends out the transmission in a symbolic, metaphoric dream, or an explicit command, imperative-ala the 17 Aug 70 'epiphany'. Since my more congruent, maniacdom with Self, the dreams are the mode of transmission-though an red flag alert of profane expressions are sent for the more provocative stimuli. As the dreams reach the level of some articulation, I spew them through this keyboard.

Though socially and culturally indoctrinated in arguments of logic, the dream phenomena has produced the rabbit-hole of adventures, where not even the Devil would care to tread-thereby the nom de plume, 'LucifersHeretic'. It is the experience of the coincidences, serendipities, and synchronicities of being the vessel directed through a gauntlet of improbable adventures, that one day I just turned around and mused about the twists and turns of fate and see the method of the madness..

The meaning of the madness, YOU get. If the shit is that alien and too dense for absorption and digestion, Oh well! Live long in your form of bliss.

As is alluded to in both the Bhagavad Gita and the Futuh el Ghaib, even the most obscure and unorthodox life is better lived than living the agenda that is not yours. If you are the genuine product of your soul, travel well in and with it. If you are an amalgam of externalities grafted on to your articulations for some social accommodation or cultural mimicry, then I would say you are setting yourself up for the existential predations of events and people to be the unwitting curse you have chosen.