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About Me Member Deviant of Many Talents Jerrie SticeFemale/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 4 Years
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Humans, moons, planets, stars... kindred all.

Fri Aug 14, 2009, 7:52 PM
I've put many thoughts of why so many expressions of essentially the same thing can be so biased and terrible to each other. Inside each of us, every thing we consume, every object, and every ray of light passing to our retinas is that quintessential universal oneness. We are all stardust and cosmic energy. every bit of what we are made of is no different than every other thing. Our energy is connected with the energy of the entire universe. The particles in our bodies could be from our own solar system or that of millions of light years away.

Why then is it that we have prejudice on things which we deem as different or alien to us? Who are we to decide what space-dust is better than another? And why of all things do some of us feel entitled to ownership of any of the universe rather than simply giving and taking only as our existence requires.

There is no profit to be made from taking from the world around us. There is nothing to be gained by hoarding resources, or by collection of some denomination of worth. If we are to survive the cosmic dance, we must first realise that we are not entitled to anything; that we are simply workers of the cosmic whole. We need be in perfect harmony as a people realised of the fact that we are mere stardust. How long will it take us to return to the Native way of the universe as our ancestors on this planet once so followed?

I hope that those of the Human species can evolve back to the true universal ways, for only then will we regain the respect of our neighbours, of the beings jovially refered to as gods, and of the Cosmos as a whole. We need to grow, to change, but of all things we need most to understand.

  • Mood: Yearning
  • Listening to: the flow of the universe
  • Reading: the future
  • Watching: evolution
  • Playing: the music of life
  • Eating: to sustain
  • Drinking: to clense

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:iconsoupisgreen:
Thanks for the fave on the Paint Pallet and Brush.

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:iconzeropointfield:
of course.

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Imagine the idiosyncratic waves of the frontier of nothingness expounding into the foreground of the everyday void, leaving the ravaged husk of reality heaving in it's wake... That's what it looks like inside of a closed cardboard box.
:iconfotoheathmo:
One of these weekends that i don't have a boat race.... we should totally have a cook off and like eats mucho amounts of yummy goodness!
:iconzeropointfield:
hmm a cookoff.... kinda like Bobby Flay's Throwdown? So do you want to challenge against my amazing Italian cooking or superbly seasoned south-west cuisine?

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Imagine the idiosyncratic waves of the frontier of nothingness expounding into the foreground of the everyday void, leaving the ravaged husk of reality heaving in it's wake... That's what it looks like inside of a closed cardboard box.
:iconfotoheathmo:
Italian... cause you know i'll make that salad...
:iconzeropointfield:
what salad?

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Imagine the idiosyncratic waves of the frontier of nothingness expounding into the foreground of the everyday void, leaving the ravaged husk of reality heaving in it's wake... That's what it looks like inside of a closed cardboard box.
:iconfotoheathmo:
The chicken that i grill and then that awesome dressing that i home make.....
:iconfotoheathmo:
~otas32... check out this guy. I have a feeling you'll love his work!
:iconzeropointfield:
And I you. So very much.

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Imagine the idiosyncratic waves of the frontier of nothingness expounding into the foreground of the everyday void, leaving the ravaged husk of reality heaving in it's wake... That's what it looks like inside of a closed cardboard box.

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