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. . . . “The dreamer’s diseasee.” What on earth could that be?
. . . . There is a new religion floating around. Journeyism. It aspires to raise consciousness to a new level. It revolves around the sun. It seeks multiple suns out, out there, way beyond the Milky Way.
. . . . The pantheon of gods gives way to a Monotheistic God gives way to . . . what? There are Watchers, who sometimes lend a hand, if you please them. The Watchers come in all stripes and shapes. There is a billion, more of them. Some of them concentrate on one world or place. Others are nomads. These Watchers guarantee the integrity of the travelirs’ paths, up or down, as it may be.
. . . . Travelirs are us, as we are dreaming. As long as we believe in the integrity and realism of the dream, the dreams have reality someplace. Someplace near or far.
. . . . Parallel worlds act as cups containing the juice of our dreams. Drunken planets are on an axis which mirrors our own axis.
. . . . And in the end, the Watchers guide us to another Afterlife that is like this one, but better or worse depending on how well we entertained them.
. . . . Hola!
Dear Thomas Edison,
Thank you for your quote:
Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time.
X has always been willing to try again. But sometimes the failure rate — particularly with the X-ian websites — feels like surrender.
I like the game and the twists they entail. Even damage to my body feels like fun in pursuit of a Greater Hobby. You too must smile a rueful smile every time you put down a wrench and pick up a clipboard to make a check mark on the progress you are making.
Thomas, a big part of the purpose of this Pro Blog is to look inside myself using a mirror I couldn’t ordinarily use.
Defying the inside-outside impermeable barrier we come closer to becoming our Ultimate Self, the penultimate badass just one step away from the tiger-man, the wolf-creature, the hounds around the dragon . . .
Keep plugging wherever you be, Mr. Edison.
Yours in sincerity,