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The Ballerina's Skirt

3/31/2017

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​There's something to be said for the Ballerina's Skirt. Rippling positive and negative charge at an equilateral distance to keep a perfect flow at a perfect resistance is quite an art. The Sun does it without thinking and given the optimisation of our own devices, so can we. There is, according to the ‘as above, so below' dictum, little difference between any of the life forms in Creation and since we are life forms, the planet we birthed from must be a life form and the Sun that gives life must be a life form too.

We can't keep ourselves egotistically divorced from the equation forever, we have to accept the status of shared privileges, and those privileges include being able to share in the capabilities that all the other life forms are privy to, too. The images to the left lead to more information on Ballerina's Skirts.
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Charge is important. We love positivity and loathe negativity, unless we get to like the balance between the two and see both sides of the coin at the same time. Polarity has a lovely habit of being the same thing, only in reverse. Black is all colours, white is all colours. Grey is a variation of all the possibilities in between. Sometimes we get the hang of polarisation formation and sit comfortably floating in the middle of time's torus, gently down the stream. At other times we find ourselves too high or too low to notice we're way out of line.

But it's been said, and I think it's true, that the future comes regardless of what we might think of it, and it's also been said, and I think it's true, that if we can imagine it, we've been there and it can't be like that again, because we've imagined it. This goes against the grain of many Law of Attraction fans because people have put pictures of their desired house in their wishlist montage and that particular house has fallen into their laps at a later date. This very thing happened to Brian and The Dog House, but that's another story.



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While life goes on producing the unlikely, we can count on the swing of positive to negative happening all the time. There's a school of thought that has it that we create our own reality, but I can't agree with that. Too many constellations of synchronous events combine to produce the passage of one lifetime, packed full of things we didn't choose. We can sit in contemplation and call it meditation, get out of our bodies on astral travelling trips, and remote view distant parts of the planet to our heart's content, but we cannot choose a future that isn't there in the first place.

Something tells me that we're a long way from home, if not very far from the next destination, and out there in the neutrino factory that we call the Milky Way there is a feed we can't be weaned from, a knowledge stronghold we're all locked into, which won't give up on us because it has all the time in the world, from our perspective anyway, and it's going to teach us whatever we need to learn. As the planetary exploration behind the galaxy testifies, we're going to be seen in 2017;

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The Love of Tau

3/8/2017

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There once was a neutrino:
Tau lived and loved his name.
A lepton of determination -
none would be the same 
He'd morphed, you see,
two or three times he could recall....
and learned within his multi-lives
One cannot have it all.



"Yet I will find my way through Earth,"
he found himself now singing
"As from my Father Sol the Sun
I come a-bravely winging!"
Overheard by Muon
tracking gamely at his side, who said
"I've heard on Earth, with horrid things
you're likely to collide!"
"Not me," said Tau, "for I have found
that thought overrides matter
and I will fight my way through life
where other forms may scatter!"

While Muon foresaw doom ahead
he had no eyes to see, so
he hit a bath of Argon hard, somewhere in Italy
Tau ploughed on remorsefully with just a little sigh.
"If only all the others could see life and love as I."

The nanoseconds passed, as Tau deliberated fate
cruising unaccompanied through Earth's tectonic plates.
Just as his thoughts were yielding to a greater scheme than "I"
his path was intersected by the brightest meson, Pi.

Pi was most insistent. "You have not learned enough.
My great-great Uncle Pi took Fibonacci by the scruff,
and taught him in a thousand dreams what many dare not mention;
That mathematics lies behind life's every insurrection".
"All very well," said Tau, bemused. "But love is no equation.
And I will not be governed by symmetric limitation".
"Have it your way," sneered Pi, "but you can mark my words.
One day every mind will know what great laws are incurred."

Tau continued through the crust
and sensed a change ahead
He thought he'd oscillate,
then thought, "I'll influence instead!
I know that there is more to life
than changing with the seasons.
There has to be a purpose here.
There has to be a reason."



A child lay in a garden, on softly yielding grass...
her mother wept beside her as the minutes slowly passed...
for her little girl had asked that she be shown the sun again
before Heaven took her little life and took away the pain.

Tau felt the impact sharply, as a board gives to a dart.
He gave his living energy there in the child's heart.
And as he died, he realised 
that what he'd thought was true;
though he could not pass the truth on, he could only hold the view.
The little girl opened her eyes and whispered, "Hello, Mummy.
Somewhere out there I just know
that someone died for me."

Her body was rejuvenated, nobody knew how.
She took a surge of strength in life
thanks to the path of Tau,
and though she'd never know where from,
she still holds to the vision
that all is for a reason 
though it's not a loud admission;

Now she's an astrophysicist,
who can hardly be expected
to go round voicing dear beliefs
in childhood elected.
Although she thinks, in solitude,
the world around is nuts -
While science holds itself apart,
so many doors it shuts.

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    Kathy Ratcliffe has studied quantum mechanics since 1997 in a life surrounded by birds and animals, She's a metaphysicist, if such a thing exists, looking as we all are for the inevitable bridge between humanity and particle physics.

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