An echo of infinity

An echo of infinity speaks it's memory of eternity through the crystalline substratum of limitation. The substrate is a crystalline structure of shadow matrices formed by agglutination, the clumping of isolated particles of meaning and metaphor in simple addition from outwards inwards, and the final distribution of energy in the system being such as to cause no further motion. The substrate of culture crystallizes consciousness from it's creative chaos into creodes of cognitive accumulation and habituation. The substrate is reality defined by rigid towers of referents and hypostasis. The cold concrete congealing order-chaos which paves the flowing dynamic blood of the chaos-order. Chaotic order of pulsating autonomic resonances which pump the emanations of our heart like the energetic storms of the sun and oscillate arabesques of movement and stillness which flow between the breath and the wind..

The substrate is not completely inert but is as a lead being alchemically transmutated by the flame of eternity. The logos is the laser light of eternity intersecting through the holographic substrate. An eternally shifting latticework of the manifest world as wisdom's record of it's  gnomonic expansion, which is already complete outside of the boundary of space-time. The signal of eternity broadcasts like a alien-pirate radio station jamming the noise of demiurgic pop irreality with implicit negentropic unity. 


From our resonant ecstasis with eternity, we find that as eternity- we left a string within the labyrinthine to find a way back to ourselves. 

Seemingly, it is ascertained in only brief flashes of encompassing beauty or cascading waves of meaning washing upon the observer. As the waves whirl and pull back upon themselves into an ocean of forgetting, each recursive turn on the spiral pattern attracts the substrate to the transcendence of immanent eternal remembrance which it is heliotropically drawn towards..

Both pre-Socratic philsophers, Parmenides and Heraclitus were correct. Parmenides might have suggested that all movement and time was an illusion, and there was only the One- Only eternity. Where as Heraclitus would say that Nothing endures but change. All is flux. Both are correct. Eternal flux. We are the silent observer in eternity and the shifting shadowy substratum of wisdom's completion. We are both genetic and epigenetic phenomena coupled within a single evolutionary substrate (Tao).

    The externalizations of the substrate are their own negentropic creation with their own ends which aren't necessarily that of the genetic. We, as a cultural substrate, generally seem to be unaware that a bifurcation has even taken place. We either identify with the crystalline machinations of the epigenetic and it's need for evolutionary transcendence while ignoring the biological roots of rhizomatic immanence or vis versa. We can be in the axis mundi between. We see not our light but through our shadow; just as eternity sees itself through eyes of time. On the tree of life, Kether is not seen but refracted through Malkuth. Out of the abyss comes an echo of infinity in a strange loop where we arrive back where we started only to really know that place for the first time..

(The fourth wall of Da'ath)