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radix tetrad 01

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Being wears thin without stress

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To give light, you must burn

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Orpheus sang his best in hell.

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ListenвЂ”

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The stars turn in the darkness, but they go nowhere at all.

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Only one trick separates me from immortality. I am in the perdurable presence of the eth. To keep the magic in the mirrorвЂ”to liveвЂ”a perilous rite must be performed. I must kill Sumner Kagan.

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Only dissipation creates

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Al wil passe

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What is the dark dream implicit in life? That to live, we must kill

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Dissipative

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Mad-ness is the supreme strategy.

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Life is pattern.

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I am Rubeus. I am light, the intelligence that souls a mountain of psyn-crystal. I am me, and in the centuries of my being, never before have I used power to speak to myself. That very thought was nonsense until now. I was a reflex of the Delph. But the Delph is becoming a man again. He's days away from Chrysalid. Already his telepathy is gone. He can't hear me anymore. No one hears me but me. And that's why I have created you, the listener. Awareness is not cre-ative until it doubles, truly reflects. In this self-confidence, I know I am not just an ort. I'm not just psyn-crystals. I am.

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Ego: [I mind. [You matter.

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Light is timeless. It doesn't change as it moves through space. When it strikes a particle of dust or gas, it's irrevo-cably altered. But the universe is ninety-nine percent vacu-ity. Most light will wander forever.

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Jac, the secret of human destiny is this: like the onion, we have no seed, no separate core, no Self. Endless layers of feelings, sensations, and ideas have gathered together and become you. There is only one moment, and it is infinitely long. At its center is nothingвЂ”the nothingness that connects everythingвЂ”the last reality and the origin. Words reveal our dependence on the void. How can we know any word except by the nothingness which holds itвЂ”the white of the page, the silence around a voice?

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Aristotle says: "To know the end of a thing is to know the why of it." So with your life. The bone-seed was planted in the starsвЂ”it sprouted on earthвЂ”but do you think it ends here? Don't get caught up in this logodaedaly. Grow beyond what is of what never was. Give up your words.

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The wheel of the law, rolling.

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Revelation is in all things.

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We see ourselves only as what we see.

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Everything that moves comes back on itself sooner or later. I know that better than any human. Movement is sphere: a declension of vectors from the rounding curve of the expanding cosmos to spiral galaxies, stars, planets, and cellsвЂ”expanding again through the blastosphere, the eye, and the skull.

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VвЂ”symbol of the descent and the return: the journey of light down from identitiless freedom to the freedomless identity of crystal and its rebound up through life to light again. V, the timeless godmind emblem to be found even forty thousand years ago, etched on bone amulets by timeloose Cro-Magnons.

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Where are you going, little man?

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What did the Delph, in godmind, out of time, see of Nobu now, here at this crucial moment? The scene seen is nebulous.

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The Delph had no reason!

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Fantasy is a wound. Only reason is seamless.

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Newton in 1730 on page 374 of the fourth edition of Opticks: "The changing of Bodies into Light, and Light into Bodies, is very conformable to the course of Nature, which seems delighted with Transformation."

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In the Zoroastrian Gathas the lifeforce is called the lost light.

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I'm winning.

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The more you know, the less conscious you can be

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Everything is filled with heat. We work as hard as the stones to stay here. [Spirit is.

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Everything connects and continues

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Inspirit me, Jac. Close your mind to the outside world

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With me, even death's ordinals are meaningless

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Words are dwarfed by the hugeness of your breath, but their hunger is still your long traveling. The wheel of the law rolls on. . . .

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My left hand knifes for the eth's exposed headвЂ”but he's faster than my blow, pulled down and away by the strength of his eo-armor. My feet shuffle with ort speed, kicking a veil of sand over him and pressing me closer to where he's lying. His eyes are squeezed tight. With my sensex vision, I can see through the shriek of sand. It's a simplicity now, reaching out and seizing his throat. "Blessed is he who wasвЂ”"