dyving_into_continuous_means hsg om_mani_padme_hum meditating on steven_seagal splitting an arrow right_down_the_middle into two pieces made me question, how_could_this_be flickering back to monks chanting om_mani_padme_hum I see his attention dividing time. Remembering a vision where I see any definite period of time, even a brief moment, stretched out into a fabric, information is written on it. This information is truth. in_love_and_war both parties can read it. This is the most accurate information and consequently the sharpest attention is capable of being. For the fastest mind, a sincere heart is required. I distinctly remember saying to myself, "May I die into this moment. As my view is correct, I remain awake. I know that when my heart isn't pure, I cannot indefinitely hold onto it. I know that when my mind isn't clear, I cannot indefinitely hold onto it. May I stay awake in my true self; May I all_ways return." Information is writ on the space of fabric and it is infinitely creative. It is my true self. It is the face of happiness. It is your face. Th is why in love and war there are no enemies. War is only against itself for itself. This is Aikido. Creativity redirects attention to remembering itself continuously. The absence of pure creativity makes time appear as a series of separate moments. When the mind and heart are remembered as one, all the peace is fit instantaneously. Only the false face can die. It’s the death of fear and pain. Attention is maintained through happiness forever. No matter the duration, it takes only a sincere Moment of wanting to live to step outside of time and see in an infinitely creative manner. Om_mani_padme_hum brings one back to breath. 100514 ... s_e_m_i_n_o_l s_e_m_i_n_o_l 101005 what's it to you? who go blather from