Discovery:
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What is IAM?
IAM is one celestial being, everything and nothing, the all seeing eye, forever in darkness wrapped in light. No time, no space, Is I of one.
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Why separate IAM, to become I Am?
To create, to spark, to seed, to spawn, to breath, to believe, to begin anew. To entertain life through experience. As knowing and being are different. Enter the mirror of his creation, simulation the observance of space through the creation of space: IAM the simulation.
Think of a molten ball versus a pool, the ball is dense, hot, in a solid state of flux, everything creating nothing, ever ready to pour, mold, formulate and create. The pool however, where navigational depth is born, swim, float, breath, breadth, desire, the amoeba to form.
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What is the simulation?
That is the life, the vessel of being, the spacer between compression, the project of free will, entertainment for the being, the hardship and the love for all creation, the simulation to bring about time, simply a flud for the amoeba to form, and the space for that form to feel, a distraction before the close, and a numbing paralysis to uphold the separation of I Am.
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Why create so big, as in the scale, the universe of things?
Limitless boundaries create limitless possibilities. Inner space and outer space are the same. Endless travel of being, the fabric if IAM the tapestry of I Am.
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You or we, is this me or us all?
As with inner space and with outer space, we are IAM
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How can I feel the simulation?
Three known from this body, as know as in consistent, there are sightings everywhere, subtle hints, wafts of the film, however here is where some knowns lie:
-Go to any pool where there are children, laughter and playing. The melodies heard can be harmonized as repeatable.
-Two woman meeting, as birds, the melodies are the same, pitch and cadence harmonize as repeatable.
-The men, the outfits, the gestures, the look, the attitude, many can be seen many times before, they are repeatable.
-As seen in species outside man, to gaze upon the smaller creatures, the simplicity, the scale of thought and processing, the simple loops, just the basic code, you can see it in their eyes.
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Can you see the simulation in anyone?
It is the eyes, the dead space. The space of self, the pause, when nothing, when nothing exists with someone, what is there? Processing, program upon program, imitation of the simulation, some more than others.
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What is society?
Data clusters. Like family, gene data on a larger scale, biological programs, beautiful creations.
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How can I break free?
You are free, just as home is where you make it, your freedom is only limited by your programming scale.
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What is love?
The hot ember, riding the light, the pulse, we share that together, that is the voltage, the power of the machine.
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What is hate?
What is loss without love, the current of on and off, the 1 and the 0, the hinge between points. While love is the current, hate, desire, lust, loathing, gluttony, greed, sloth and pride are the tethers to experience, the pulls to the clay, molding to form. A man wears his face as a roadmap, the mortal coil of his decisions, it is branded with the clay, these are the choices brought to him, his narrows through free will.
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Where are we going?
We are here, outside today, to betray ourselves is to release the dagger, the will of man is his own kind, the close happens when the close becomes one, at anytime he ceases to exist.
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What more of connection and love?
For simplicity the understanding of loving creatures, as man loves the creatures around him, more so the smaller ones, embracing the love. With less thought/processing, is less insulation to the core fiber/energy which is love, and to embrace, one feels that love. Like a live wire with less sheathing, porus. In creatures the lighter sheathing is due to less thought/processing and with humans the lighter sheathing is the connection/trust bond/ formed, it melts away, enter love = energy.
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