Charity (revised)

Charity is, a characteristic,

peceived beyond realistic.

Becomes the personality,

with power in reality.

 
Charity, the characteristic,

prevails in those who risk it.

It’s pascal’s Wager, wins always,

for charity, for happy days.

 
But charity, that characteristic,

is born from life’s statistic.

As sure as we’re to suffer,

well, charity is our lover.

 

See when you suffer,

you create, the joy of charity.

And should you find yourself at peace,

’tis not long ’til, some poor soul weeps.

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Charity

Charity is, a characteristic,

perceived beyond realistic.

Becomes the personality,

with power in reality.

 

Charity, the characteristic,

prevails in those who risk it.

It’s Pascal’s wager, wins always,

for charity, for happy days.

 

But that what charity does present,

diminishes all it represents.

And that what charity does consist,

glows brighter when the plight persists.

 

And when that plight begins to fade,

it’s so-called truth retreats in shade.

Can’t be true then, that what is right,

is only that what, exists in light.

The Nature of Truth


An idea is the perfect form of the thing it relates to by virtue of its limitations within its truth. This is the pure idea, how it exists theoretically and in isolation.
A true idealist can only be a realist in reality. The idea inevitably unravels within the vastness of other infinitely perfect ideas. It is only when it does not unravel, are you a realist.

Infinity is Relative

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We’ve complicated infinity as a concept, by definitively pointing out that it never ends. Of course it’s so hard to conceive of ‘it’ never ending, when ‘it’ is nothing.

Infinity is a description of a specific unending pattern. Infinity doesn’t have to amount to one unending pattern, combined of all unending patterns. That doesn’t make sense, because that couldn’t amount to a whole unending pattern. Such a situation would actually be finite because at some point, isolated unending patterns would cease interacting with other infinite unending patterns…and so the whole ends.

Do I move or does the World move?

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Ain’t it weird how I move and the world does not? Or is it that the world moves, and I do not…?

Internal processing of external movement manifests itself in two ways:
External objects that are not fixed to the earths surface (in a stationary/inert way);
external objects that are fixed to the earth’s surface (in a stationary/inert way).
The former relates to other living entities, man-made machines, gases, liquids etc…
The later relates to what we consider the earth’s surface itself. An earthquake is a good example of when our senses, and survival mechanisms are dumbfounded.

But why do we have the ability to comprehend that things are either moving or they are stationary? My deduction is that, what we think of as moving and not moving, is only true to the extent that our internal alerts are triggered, recognising a difference between ourself and external stimuli.

The things that we recognise as moving, become more recognisable relative to the distance observed over a certain period of time, traveling away or towards ourselves.
Therefore the moving things that we are less able to recognise as moving, are the things that move closer to the movement in which we ourselves are moving.

This recognition of external movement is not really movement and non-movement. It is simply all movement that diverges from the speed at which we are traveling.

And doesn’t this prove existence?
It demonstrates that we are travelling at a certain objective speed, controlled by gravity and other forces which are specific to our external environment. These forces have in turn been determined based on the objective agreement that common observable external things, are moving at an agreed rate.

Everything that does move, to our recognition, is rational based on the common truth of ‘ourselves’. This is mathematics (laws of physics, including theoretical physics).

This common truth can only be the mind. The mind is the thing that recognises, even when it itself is still. Our minds are the things that aren’t moving.

The unmoved mover.

Realisation and Distraction (2nd edition)

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Realisation and distraction,
the curse of one another.
The curse they know because they are,
but equal to each other.

Growth of each, extends the curse,
dilutes the truth they stem from.
But look at what’s diluting them,
the substance extending – its will to diverge.

What misconception this creates –
expansion despite resistance.
Expansion is resistance –
the substance is the curse.

But one is roots and one is fruit,
the fruit is tempting time.
It welcomes its neighbours, seeks to recruit.
While the roots are the ones to dine.

Each stem from common substance,
the roots create fruit in abundance;
must therefore be the same.
The fruit is the roots to gain.