Surprise, surprise
It's a great feeling knowing that you can still surprise yourself. I recently made a comment where I said something that I don't necessarily regret, but something that remains in my shadow of uncertainty. I don't write too often but when I do it's usually a constant flow of ideas, only stopping to try to say something ever so eloquently about something so vague. I find that in this stream of thought of directing my consciousness into a sort of singularity, resulting in an outpour of wild ideas, that I surprise myself.
These "ideas" aren't really mine but all of ours. It's because of my self-association with Space Collective that they ever came about. Actually, it's because of something that happened months ago, even years ago, that any of this ever happened. How remarkable! This hyperconnectedness between all of us has really churned up the Wholy Soul within me. These changes are so amazing that I just wish to share them with everyone so we can all fall in love with this brilliant game that is existence!
But that's where the problem lies. How can we share this…feeling? I can try to explain it, but most of the time jumble comes out, and when I show someone an assortment of Space Collective posts they seem to barely leave a mark.
These "ideas" aren't really mine but all of ours. It's because of my self-association with Space Collective that they ever came about. Actually, it's because of something that happened months ago, even years ago, that any of this ever happened. How remarkable! This hyperconnectedness between all of us has really churned up the Wholy Soul within me. These changes are so amazing that I just wish to share them with everyone so we can all fall in love with this brilliant game that is existence!
But that's where the problem lies. How can we share this…feeling? I can try to explain it, but most of the time jumble comes out, and when I show someone an assortment of Space Collective posts they seem to barely leave a mark.







