Immortal Death In Eternity

Time does not forgive is the theme of this madness, which leads to immortal death in eternity. and though this may appear impossible I assure you it is an axiom of inextricable purity. In timed eternal universes one can not only jump frequencies, which is committed in identical time frames, hence it is theoretically possible, but one can also travel "in" time. When one jumps from one frequency to another one arrives at the same time one left the previous frequency. The rule being that jumps are always on synchronous time frames. these leaps are what take us to multiple personalities, multiple acts in a single instant. From this a zillion events can transpire, meaning that an individual can or could do everything simultaneously. Every desire, every condition, every single possibility to the most minute detail and difference occurs. For instance God being everywhere and capable of doing everything is a perfect documented example of an exorbitant frequency jumper.

Supposed for instance that in an eternal timed universe you are walking through an eternal desert and while pondering your thirst vs. the inexhaustible dry heat and sand, you stumble into a magical bottle which naturally you rub and out pops a half naked genie. This genie not one to be original offers you the traditional three wishes and no more. Theoretically you have eternal time to think about it so you begin to think of hundreds, thousands, millions, billions and more wishes which you would like to have, then you select the three which appear most favorable. Hopefully one of your wishes, if you are a wise man and there is no reason why you shouldn't be after all you live in eternity, is to leap perpetual time frames. If the genie is naive, and there is no reason why she shouldn't be after all she has been inside a bottle in eternity, she grants you this wish. It will be the equivalent of grating you all the wishes you could ever imagine.

The unreasonable reason being that in perpetual time frames everything that could happen, has to happen. In one frame your original wishes are granted, you leap and a different set of three wishes happen; and jump again and another different three are granted, until every possible combination takes place. Your life would then be the happiest of all lives forever living your wishes. Until you met the genie you were a singular existence, a single act, after you were all the possible variables. In one time frame you never married, in another you married, yet in another you never existed; while in some you were a mosaic of failure in others you were the options, all the options of success. The ability to jump time frames makes the process of decision making obsolete because inexorably every condition will be met and lived. Simultaneously your identity will be a forest. It is important to remember that all this occurs at identical times, it is not sequential, it is simultaneous.

Now an argument could be made that though you live all imaginable wishes the only three that count are the originals which granted you the jump frame wish. This is absurd for when this happens reality looses perspective points of reference. Every three wishes are the only three wishes, therefore reality begins to multiply like rabbits, that is it is not a substitute. Besides jumping time frames in no way means that you have made new things happen, only that you are experiencing what was already occurring. It is because of our incapacity to perform conscious cosmic and character somersaults that we are not fully aware of our multiplicity. Jumping frames is really the equivalent of learning or acknowledging one's self.

Enough of that, timed eternal universes also offer the ability to travel forward or backward in time, that is not leaping frequencies but rather moving inside of them. Here is a way to save a life. Our previous desert traveler, the wisher, had to die in the eternal timed universe before leaping time frames. But if our character makes two of his wishes as follows, he may survive. First wish to jump time frames, second wish to travel freely inside frequencies. If he does this, he will then be able to pass beyond his own death in eternity. That is to actually live beyond himself, beyond his life, because if one travels forward in a frequency one can without doubt pass one’s own death. This is where living forever actually begins, actually natural physical law in eternity is merely moving strings back and forth through frequencies, cheating perhaps, but it works.

Correct and even religiously correct, eternal existence naturally begins after death it is really meaningless before it, but not because one does or does not die, but rather because one simply passes one's own death. Reincarnation is a logical circumstance of the law of the universe but any eternal existence in time is subject to a possible end, for everything can be proven but for eternity, it’s lack of finality makes it impossible to prove. So far all this is basic logic, quite workable except for the fact that the matrix is the genie. I do not need to tell you that though genies are in great demand they are still a fantasy. One should then say that a wise man would first wish to travel inside frequencies so as to exceed his own death, second wish, to be able to jump frequencies so that he might live all possibilities, and the third wish that there be a genie to grant the first two!

We have the solution but it is not feasible so let us leave timed eternities and observe timeless eternities. In these timeless eternities nothing can ever touch though everything is in the same entity. There is no time to produce increments, sequence or space. Space depends on sequenced time for its existence, without time space is reduced to nothingness. Which coincidentally is precisely what composes timelessness eternity’s. This is not the nothingness you think you are familiar with, it is a nothingness which is invisible, untouchable but complete. Complete with life, a life that does not escape hence it does not create increments or consciousness, a real black hole, it has unconsciousness, and its most notable characteristic; it is indivisible. Nothing else ever was, is or will be as together as timeless eternities. Self absorbed if you will, everything and nothing crushed together into a spaceless, timeless, yet eternal universe. The ultimate introvert which engulfs the surrounding exterior, leaving nothing outside, that is, nothing to be introverted from!

In these extremes cosmic unconsciousness is inevitable, since it is unable to travel in time or space everything becomes absolute, and absolutely nothing. This nothing has matter, action, energy the works; unfortunately its tragedy is that it is self centered, incapable of reaching out, there is nothing out there, isolopsistic idealism! Certainly it is a state of crisis that it considers the exterior uninhabitable, it can not imagine it, or think it, which means that it is also impenetrable, because it does not project itself indeed timeless eternal universes have eternal life but they do not know it. It is where all things occur but don't know that they are happening. Knowledge is impossible, nothing can ever be known nor can it know itself. Let me repeat myself, a place where everything happens but does not know it is happening!

If this is a great tragedy I have no way of knowing it, though your humanity being what it is would considered the ignorant universe. Let me just add that the picture I have painted is in no way bias, it may appear that I favor timed eternities but that is just not so. I live in a timed finite universe, as far as I am concerned timeless and timed eternities can kill each-other. I wont elaborate on the other countless number of universes like finite timeless, finite timed, virtual universes, etc. I favor that I have spoken sufficiently for you to speculate upon them.

Our issue was with time far as that might seem, we live in a finite timed universe. Its main obstacle is that it limits our capacity to be all that we are. From this perspective it would be more desirable to live in a finite timeless universe, where we could experience all that we are, though we would not know it. Is it better to possess some consciousness, to live where awareness is possible but much life may not be? We are left void of the reality of time: It is definitely subjective, belonging to each and fluctuating at abnormal degrees in all. For sure as we age, as we become sedentary, time begins to slow down and it stops completely at our death. It is a very sad truth that time lives only to kill life, why else would it appear to cease to exist after death? time is death! When we are born time comes to rescue us from life, and roses are beautiful so we will forgive their spikes!

That is all he said a lunatic for sure. I did not bother to try to make sense of it, I was moderately overwhelmed but I was very impressed by his words, definitely thinking to myself that this place beat any library I had ever known. Adriana lead the way and we walked on and we stumble by a fellow called Perpetual Prevention. Adriana, like a good tour guide, quickly dismissed him with these words, “He has been trying to figure out if perpetual motion could volunteer to stop.” I said, “But that is crazy.” Some have suggested that what he is trying to prove is that the self can drive itself into insanity, others believe that he will stumble into both answers.” “What do you think?” “Well I try not to drive myself crazy.” We walked on and I just kept on wondering why I had never thought of so many things, perhaps when things start becoming infinite it is time to stop them.

On the way to the next hall Adriana told me a neat and quirky story about their naming system it went something like this.

They had devised a computer system to assist in the selection of names for all newborns. Parents would simply enter a general request and the database would search for possible options excluding any repetition. This was simply wonderful everyone could have an original name then giving your name to a legal firm or to a candy bar could really add value, specially because the names, once selected, were automatically registered so that no one else could use them. Everyone was in a sense borne with a trademark. The system failed to catch on because salesmen always in need of remembering a name found it particularly difficult to recall so many different names, sales of such novelties as insurance and investment opportunities saw a severe drop only a generation after the introduction of the unique naming system, UNS. UNS also created a problem for those programmers that created the search algorithms for databases and phone books. The unique nature of the names made the search take longer because the indexing utility had to have more variables. A mathematician came up with the amount of processing time lost in these searches and after these trillions of trillions of processing units turned to dollars we were talking billions. After much legal laboring the conservatives won the day and the entire system was scrapped. Of course the individuals that already had a trade marked name became so valuable overnight that they could all, and many did, instantly retire.

Not being one to want to want to upset my gracious host I requested to sequentially speak with the love fellows in the order that she my think would best suit my understanding. She directed me to a man called Poison. Poison was dressed all in blue, a very light sky blue, see through, I could see through the gown but I could not see anything behind it. It was certain to me that it was a man but impossible to really tell from looking. One could not from observation determine gender, it was something one felt, one sensed! Like one sensed that religion belongs to the heart of woman like one sensed that love belongs to the heart of man.

No beard, not even a shadow of one, no dramatic facial characteristics, a rather bland face, the hair was white gray, barely reaching his shoulders, nothing protruded, no soul came to stir demonical emotions, no profound corners, his nostrils did not seemed designed for deep breaths of passionate air. At first glance love looked rather bland and certainly not poisonous.

I never saw his eyes. We stopped directly in front of him and I spoke: “So what exactly is love and why are you called poison?” He did not bother to acknowledge my presence, nor to ignore it, he hadn't, it seemed a cognitive way of recognizing me. Yet he begun to speak as if he were a prerecorded message that would play when ever a warm body reached his proximity or not. He was, not again speaking to me, his message was not personalized, and what follows is a verbatim transcript of what I have heard. My dear reader may at this point appreciate my devotion to rendering oral interpretations without subjecting them to my prejudices, I guard you not.