“Do not fix your spiritual ideal on a small mountain, but hitch it to the star of unqualified divine attainment.
If you work hard, you will get there.”
Ram Gopal
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if Google evolved, so can i. all joke aside… well… thing is… already been a butterfly & back again. thus far in this life ∞ love bioscript, changing font serifs warn’t never ‘nough to crystallize the cat. in a fo-real kinda way.
however. comes a time in a man’s life, when he looks in the mirror, gets Narcissus Dazed, says 'Rosebud,’ and actually does metamorphose all over again — at which point, he pretend it somehow new 'n dif’ & be like:
“hot damn. now, why didn’t I fly wit’ Mary Poppins’ advice & spoon full of sugar sooner?”
early bloomers enough to make us mӧtley crüe look blüe. but as far as learning goes, showcase remains. jus’ b/w us babe — all he want to do is dance like #ChrisBrown Once Upon a #SpaceX Rocketship to Pluto. for time being, #Snoopy Shuffle + a new comp. pad must suffice the medley.
& how she sound? too soon to tell? naturally, hun. but do get back 2 us would you? o could u someday? too soon to pretend even? too true, indeed. afterall — product yet to be, & when it comes to ditching sessions of daily lessons, yours truly been an ace of late.
in any case, wheel’s on fire. if ya wanna peel out, stick around — Manifest Destiny roman candling herein + yonder
t'was mid-afternoon ~ 93 degrees air wethot humidity no breeze
nyc
@ Columbus Circle approximately, on return from a writing session had @ fordham university as fathoming on the decision to be made when heat hunger cosmic whirl of city goes like
ping!
he stops on the spot. blood starts simmering. boiling. temptations, connivingly arising. pressure points, arrested. adrenaline + cortisol stress hormone spectrum unleashed like vicious protein-venom, unwinding the logic w/ raging vengeance. circulation tightening.
temptation temptation you son of b*tch & botch’d on the spot, @ loss for what to do, yeah… it happen like that
and so there stood blondyn, frozen midafternoon via midsummer night heat w/ a trial @ hand & fantastically stuck as passerbys do so, wondering like:
“where he staring into?”
meanwhile deep breaths be had test well underway, out the midst of imagination, the Rubicon appears, Ring of Fire, about us, bound to be crossed, one way or another, changed forever —
fly or die moment.
deeper breaths be had. concrete jungle behind central park before. started walking. an unthinking automaton. unwilling to truly trust just walk walk walking in central park, & had a seat, meditation, aka, forwarding of all thought via One Direction
the practice has become regular, but the evil had hit hard. keep focus’d, anyhow on One Direction harder & harder longer still… minutes — hours — eternities go by, leaving us behind — til simultaneously like —
ping!
opened eyes. meditative focus, instilled lazar-like, even still — a tunnel of vision that sustains, in a strange way akin to permanence… right then a phrase, recited —
“I am the master of my fate— I am the captain of my soul—“
it occurs to him a new light on — the Way by which he’s going to see, hear, think — One Direction, like magically, the one and only way there be.
more images flash —
he thinks on the ‘Condensate,’ sign in his storage room crib strewn on the pipe that run across the room to the light.
he thinks 'to Condense’ and then, some more deeply on this place of living for nearly the past ~ 3 years
he hears —
onward
onward beyond this. he continues to think. sees difficulty. great challenge. but mind heart soul knows 4 real, now for certain the journey must go on…
onward
he remembers a passage from Andre Agassi, Open about the tennis pros’s meeting w/ Nelson Mandela—
“…Mandela talks about the road he’s traveled. He talks about the difficulty of all human journeys— and yet, he says, there is clarity and nobility in just being a journeyor. When he stops speaking, and takes his chair I know that my journey, compared with his, is nothing, and yet that’s not his point. Mandela is saying that every journey is important, and that no journey is impossible…”
no journey is impossible
and what’s more, it’s occurs to blondyn his particular journey, at the core isn’t even about him, but all that has yet to be — yet to come — all that remains to be created b/w us — a value that has yet to be proven… and what to prove?
onward
— the inner voice rings, and as so, something evolving beyond… a new sensibility… shrewd responsibility demanded of him— that’s always been demanded of him— yet never til now so wholesomely acknowledged
“why did it take so long?” — the Q that presents itself to b like Primetime Wonder, but it doesn’t matter — time, now. presence, be & w/ it, a newfound commitment to our journey beginning.
“…I am now more nearly a grown member of the human race…”
says Agassi
& so like that, it happened that yet another turn of the wheel changed blondyn’s state in a way with which he was unfamiliar, but nonetheless
open
and being open, the decision to deliver the journey
onward
beyond right / wrong however it go, do remember, it all happened a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…
“I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul”
William Ernest Henley
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woke up 2:30 AM 45th street, Hudson Terrace aware that I have to come to a decision & fast
the question, simply —
stability? or onward
yet landing the answer has been a conundrum of some measure, w/ so many jigsaw facets of scintillating aspect that it be enough to make 1 marvel w/ exceeding marvel as to whether we be assembling big picture, indeed or just by “mendelian ordering” experiencing a touch too much the shining…
hear me dear —
“stability”
suggests continuing along w/ the state of “livelihood” as is @ present — that is, continuing along like a slumdog streetchild in hell’s kitchen, nyc scraping by by and by w/ all daily affairs incorporated
“onward…”
(?) however, would be to basically “go beyond” — (?) to pursue the life ∞ love via the wind — storm — (?) that at any given moment be Manhattan.
starting anew sound frash. and yet starting @ 0 (…) can really hammer the mind, heart, spirit to the test…
given we’ve reviewed the pros / cons like a Sherlock by XL mag-glass, it’d be rather fairly exact to state that neither “opportunity” presents itself as hunky-dory rosy-poesy but all in all it’s like Yoda once said:
“always in motion, is the future…”
is our effort + intent sincere? what are we after and how come or what for? be it apt to consider the rest of the life-changes that hath appeared in our midst? is to do the “right thing” to do that which be more “logically” safe + sound, or does 1 inspire the heart-beat onward bound for discovery?
Aladdyn Exponential is the story of the Youth, on a Crusade to rescue his Long Lost Love.
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In the beginning, he is traveling through a desert amidst a Caravan, when one night, he falls asleep. Upon awaking — the Caravan, nowhere to be found... when lo and behold — the Youth discovers a Golden Oil Lamp. Upon picking it up, he is pulled inside, at which point, his journey begins.
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Start to finish, Aladdyn Exponential is composed of three tales — the first (featuring the Youth) evolves into the second (featuring the Inventor), and evolves into the third (featuring Quantum[X]) - three tales that constitute one singular story, divided into two parts – Part 0 and Part 1
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PART 0 relays the reader between the first and third tale. It is inspired by the likes of Star Wars, Harry Potter, The Bible, and many other great works that have inspired and shaped the world around us. If you choose to read this free PDF release, you may be especially stimulated by
- The Youth's 3 Fantastic Fantasy Narrations - A Theory On How The Sun And Stars Were Created - An Adaptation of the Original Creation Story
Aladdyn Exponential is not by any means a 'Heavy Read' however - the insight, experience and meditations of thought that have gone into its creation I do truly believe, (from the bottom to top of my heart) render it, to some measure, a valuable piece of literary fiction expressed via entertaining read — naturally, everyone has a unique / extra-special opinion. in any case, enjoy — the Free PDF is now available to read / download on your PDF @ blondyn.com (click Universe) and by the way...
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Aladdyn Exponential is licensed: Creative Commons / Open Source aka, Future-Friendly (more to come)
