I enjoy the ineffable quality of my experience. I enjoy the choosing of a story to ride inside of whilst I am hanging out in humansville, having previously sat outside of every story I could identify.
I enjoy finding a motivation within the concept offered by a story which is my interface to the shared reality field, manifest within the place of perception I detect in a way unique to the human body/mind/personality complex. I enjoy not saying that reality is nothing, even if it can be perceived as such.
Whilst I am eating cake, it is cake. It does not have to be the unfathomable nature of conscious existence.
I enjoy discovering thoughts useful to me in my bridging of interactions which, for the most part, are completely mysterious to me, even those with manifest physical lifeforms; because whilst I use labels to assist in the interaction with those who grasp perceptions by the use of them, my private experience is more fluid, having no set image for the ocean my mind swims within.
Gnosis, being birthed from the narrow bandwidth of human mental confidence in perception based upon an agreed set of meanings, does little for my Spirit but stir up deep waters indescribable to it.
I enjoy anonymity, the slipstream suits me well. I do my thing, given to me to do by my larger Self in agreement with my present Function, having no desire to convince any other of the efficacy of my data. Competition is not my form, nor my design.
I will emanate and emanate here, until I leave here.
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