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Inner & Outer S p a c e


Silhouettes gazing at the stars

At the scientific level we are told that most matter is actually no-matter. The quantum field. The Zero-Point Entry. Subjective reality. That form is merely atoms vibrating close together to formulate a specific structure. That an atom is mostly space. That although things seem to be fixed that isn’t necessarily the whole truth. Why does it all feel so real though? Why does life feel so solid?

Enter the observer.


Time and time again perspective and expectations are flying on the scientific scene as real evidence that the observer influences that which is observed. More evidence suggests that shifting the way things are seen might play a part on the way things are. As a group of collective observers, (i.e. humanity) we have practiced this together by establishing belief systems. Systems of beliefs that we reiterate amongst and within our daily conversations. These conversations that we once thought carried no weight, we now question just how much they transmit- a ripple through time and space that echo out and affect all that they move past.


This is not to say that global warming, climate change, or the COVID pandemic were merely consistently bad conversations built up over time. It is to say that conversations which are built upon problems will not create solutions. They will keep us in the story- in the problem.

You can’t solve a problem by being in the problem. You can’t be fixated on what bothers you and simultaneously focus on that which excites you. We are either playing the role of being part of the problem or part of the solution and most of the time oscillating between the two.

It is hard to dream in boxes. It is hard to paint a masterpiece with limited colors. There is no use in staying in the lines when the lines are no longer things that we truly believe in.

I believe there is a place inside this place. It isn’t on the other side. It is on the inside. Some call it Heaven. Some call it Hell. Some call it Love. Some call it Space.


Enter the observer.


It feels like an unseen field; filled with collective thoughts of hope, of faith, and of peace. It exists just beyond what most see. It can fade in and out of our awareness like light dancing across water. You might even miss it if you don’t stand at the right angle or if you don’t take the time to stand still and look deeply.


The goal is to get a group. The more the merrier! Line them up and have them all see it at once. Have them all feel it at once. Have them all reveal it within themselves because once it is seen it can’t be unseen. Once it is felt it can’t be forgotten.


Once the dream becomes real, then there is no need to go back to sleep.


What is IT? It is Divine Love. The collective subjective reality of divine love becomes so concentrated that it literally manifests itself in front of you. The beautiful plot twist is that it can’t be seen alone. You need other people looking at it from different angles at the same time. There must be an agreement between subjects to make it an object.



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