It's the roots not the vines that are key to our minds.

Hey Lizard King! Can you do ANYTHING?

I think he sells insurance and talks with an British accent!

Hallow!

So where from your roots are growing?

Welcome to Brain Meta.

The garden eh!

I can hunt,feel and eat.

I can taste what I see.

Leave them in the water, eh

So let us see what kind of fruits grow out of those roots.
Welcome.

When I was young I broke all my toys,to see.

Desire
The essence of desire,
it eminates from touch.
A taste that feels too much.
The burning endless fire.
Geometry of mind,
the right face we must find.
The blue will know,what is true,
and the red,it burns ahead.
No eating in a dream.
What can all of this mean?
Desire of a seed,
The essence is a need.

Hmmm. Very, very interesting.

Is this Philosophy?

In my universe,when a hunter brings fresh meat to the table, we do not point at it and say YUK!
Then offer the overboiled potatos we've all eaten before.
We taste it,we feel the sensation its flavour gives.
All we eat is life.

I presumed the game to be:
The biggest concept,with the smallest equasion.

The taste of AWE is sweeter than wonder.

Our conscious has been taught to restrict itself,
to a single linnier dimention.
It takes an awfully long line to connect the dots.
Where is the first?

Knowledges are hirarchical.
Our strongest is as old as life itself.
Our ontogenetic structure.
The fact we are here is proof.
Can we be or become aware of its "I".

The next is phylogenetic.
The isomorphic contentions of our senses.
What and how many are there?
Are they Entities?
What are thier senses?
Do they think they are alone?

Isomorphic a priori.

Homo sapien sapien,is this the end of the line?

Ron

I simply must take this time and welcome you Lizard King!!! You are certainly interesting and fun to follow up on. I enjoy you way of questioning in poetic phrases.

Homo sapien is not the end of the line, but it is close enough to reach the end of the line if the individual homo sapien in question strives and breaks the barriers, the limits, that bond, contain, and define what this experience is consisting of.

Fiberous webs
Filiments of fire
Congruence and compasion
These are desire.

Ontogenetic
Phylogenetic
Concsiousness
The kinetic
It's all synesthetic.

The concepts you know
Feed others,who grow.

Entropy,assention
Symbiotic contention
Feel is the fifth dimention
The fifth is the first
Its the hunger and thirst

Evolution has a goal.

Philocookies
Appetizers are they
If you savour thier flavour
I will cook a buffet.

It addresses interesting questions.

In particular the dots connections are interesting indeed, reminds something familiar, quite interesting. Actually some questions addressed can become an object of philosophic quest.
The three letters in capital are very impressive Mr. King.

Certainly it is not the end of the Line, I guess.

From death thru to birth
Of the time that is spent
Twix the crypt and the cradle
All of our hearth,is just to us lent
Leave no coins on the table
Buy thoughts that have girth
No debt on the rent
Fight till your unable
That leaves,what your worth.

Awareness - concept = fear

Concept - awareness = instinct

Concept + awareness = I

There can be many meanings, in what I may write.
Please do not choose, the dark ones.
And do not go, Into the Radiant.
but
Gather it's light.

Oh my dear.
Copy all into one place. Do not scatter.
Very Great.
Please accept my deep respects.

If you wish I can decrypt that, but only if you wish.

Thanks Enki
I wanted space between them, so they could be eaten like candies.

Knowledge is felt, information remind
Pavlov's dog to quantum Pi
Fractal cadence in the sky
Whats this order in my mind?
There shall be a new gestalt
You were taught a dog can be trained
I have learned the stomachs, a brain
Youv'e been taught by rote and diction
I have learned thru my conviction
Culture me not, belief systems tought
Are not of the knowing, but of the rot
Poetry and prose, ryhme and rythem
Are the math of the mind
That I have been given.

Das kannich der sagen
Ouf dien kopf wed ich schlagen
Balt Kompt der tag
Das hubich gesucht
Der sonna Kompt hoch
Uber ounsa neuen welt.

From trial and tribulation
And scorn of our nation
We saw alight, and it was creation
From eons of toil and sleep deprivation
Sprouted a seed that promised salvation
From roil to rage
Epoch whith no Sage
With rage and roil
The masters and minions
Have all faught for oil
In the reaches of time
Or the realm of the dead
Thease things are not other
We are all in your head
In our windows they peer
With eyes of veneer
If we look at our selves
It's all in the mirror
From Burgess shale
To super strings
We thought thease all fantastic things
Now we come to show you how
To change the past, the here and now
A forlorn face, this human race
We think, we're found
Our brand new place.

L.K. H.P.E.

Wouldn't fear be considered an instinct? Fear tells us to beware of a certain situation, and to face it or flee from it.

Fear (instinct) + concept = awareness (order)

Fear (instinct) - concept = panic (disorder)

Fear is the root of awareness
It is more valuable to know what not to eat.

If one endeavours to sublime with life.
Understand.
The gradient from dot to dot, can be exponential
and there are relatively many more points of interest
on the down line than on the up line.
To feel near the extremes of either is very dangerous for the unprepared.

Neoawareness+neoconcept = mistakes

MS or MAC

Gather the light.

I think you should learn something about my Words Matrix concepts from Brain Meta.

You know Lizard King you should not make such dangerous experiments with words.

Point taken and made.

neo-LK

For millenia I've looked
Then I finally saw
Thru Kiki and Booba
We make the law.

Love is a tonic that seeps into mind
It makes us all comfy and happy, but blind
This kind of love is a chemical brew
There's also another that's stronger in you
It lives through the me and the ages of time
It first appeared in the days of slime

Anarobic to oxygen
If you wont know us
We'll start over again.

Anthropomorphic, hyper-kinetic, isomorphic, metamorphic, monolithic, monomaniac, neonoetic, onto-genetic,
paleogenic, sinesthetic, synthetic and poetic. oh,oh,Whats this?
I see a tick,just at the edge, IC! what is that, ic! I know your name? OH!
The end is nigh
I have uncoverd the ic for all to see
Together with me, we will banish the ic
Then we will seek out the D.


Ic! where are you,you fiendish schmuck
We are here your out of luck
I know you ic, deceitful prick
I found you with our singing clique
For all these years of pain and fears
This is what I'll do to you
Ic's your turn to cry
I'll grab your neck with one cell from an eye
Be bub ba booba
There you are
I see you hiding in the mirrors
Changing shape with every move
Let us fine tune>>yess thats feeling the groove
Why you little schyster, yes there you are ic
When I do catch you I'll rip off your dick
And then as it falls, I'll stomp on your balls
AH! Oh! your afraid? has it always been so?
You didn't tell me, we didn't know
Oh you dear thing, the forboding, it shows
We all make misstakes, everyone knows
We know you've no partner, thats how it goes
Know that we love you and come home with me
Oh goodness gracious,my you are quick
Come back here now, I'll show you a trick
Put your hand in mine, dosen't that feel divine
HaHaHaHa you make me laugh!
I've cleard the way, let's take the path.


What we see's not always real
What we hear's a different feel.

Not Me

I saw you just once, longing impaled
Not javelin but sword, through the ribs, was I nailed
The siren of death
Like Shakespears McBeth
Filaments of terror
The fear of the Null
A Priori

Gamma Oscillations !

Psychosis?
~The Delirium?
~~~~~~~NOT!

What are you doing?!!! Do you understand what are you doing?

I understand my meanings
But I do not Know yours.

Who are you?
I know who I am
But I dont Know You
Without which, there can be no answer.

I did ask for councel

Did I not?

One allways finds the Face One looks for.

You asked, then the councel was granted, you started to talk then what?

I mean what do you want exactly?

If a rich man, could only have 10 X more than a poor man.
Would there be any poor men?

There are no poor men, only those hypnotized into blindness to their wealth.

Philosophically but not relatively

Absolutely, but relativity is not mans greatest power. Relative wealth is illusion.

Your right about the illusion, but wrong about relations

Everyone has a little bit right
Everyone has a little bit wrong
EveryOne has the same little bit wrong

What I am selling, is what you have lost.
What I am charging, is the same as it's cost.

~~~~~~~Creativity

Thoughts they use rhythm, to find things out of place
With music and meta fore, all from our place
The visions of rhyme, the tasting of time
The organic pulses, that show us the lines
If you taste what you hear and you feel what you know
In song there is beauty and that makes us grow
Thease are all our songs of Creativity

Insight, perception, insight, conclusion
Thease are the ways, to see past illusion
The Me's are your masters
The Me is your god
If you think this for the birds
Please go back and weigh my words
Balance in your mind for sure
Thats the one and only cure

Perception, not deception
That is the meaning of FREE.
~~~~~~~H.P.E.

No, that is the illusion.

The matrix of word
Is not, a gardener
It is but a stash
A garden of seeds
Just add your water
In the right place
If you can know, where that is?
` Otherwise It
Becomes What You Ask It To Be

Those last 7 words say it all

MEICIWE=7
MEIC=4
ME,IC,WE=3pair+1
I=1 Meaning

The Only Question
Is Your Answer?

Only I has True conviction