Everything has been moving in the same direction and the omens are quite clear.
How much do we love TSW?
Its dogs, its phantoms, its cozy routines...
How much do we love the cybernetic newspaper?
How much do we love to see what we've written, what others have written to us?
How much do we love our parents, our spouses, our children?
How much do we love our friends?
How much do we love our words?
How much do we love TSW?
Do we love it enough to let it go? I've been told that this is how sorcerers love.
How far can TSW be taken? How much beauty, elegance and art can we bear unto it for the sheer pleasure of doing it, of making it into a work of art?
I don't know...
What we crave for is consensus. Other than that, the work is strictly individualistic. Work is done in solitude, because we face infinity in solitude.
There are all types of consensus. One is achieved through silence. Another one is achieved through words and discussion groups.
We're using it to talk, to express our individual opinions, to tell tales, to quote.
Are we, as the essential matter of TSW, going to behold our collective work and pat ourselves on the back?
I would KNOW that you're out there. I wouldn't need words to know this.
I have to go to knowledge as a man goes to war. I HAVE to be a warrior.
Today; not tomorrow, not in a year.
This is a humble invitation to war, to knowledge. We could walk this path and find out if it has heart or not.
My life is on the line with my final decision.
I'm doing it with or without you. But it would be great if you came along.
I'm signing off TSW today. I will not necessary unsubscribe, but I'll stop writing to it. If I come back, it will not be before January 1st, 2008.
Further Recapitulation is needed. This was shown to me in Dreaming. I still have some 'energetic reality skeletons' left in the closet, and need be dealt with to further my evolution.
This three months of silence should do it...if not, who knows?
I'll practice living in the Now everyday, Dreaming, joining my unbending intent of freedom with whomever is out there, sharing this solitary, terrible and wonderful path.
I've always found your inputs encouragging and helpful to my own path and felt there's someone standing intact behind his words. This is another one.... the voice in my head suggested, that I should write how I will miss you/your input and while that might be so, I encouragge you to go and find the proper ground for whatever your heart desires - a place, where Solitude, Aloneness and words alike cease to have it's power over you, a place where you find your own cohesion and Love.
Heh, that might not be accomplished in three months, but who's to say? You are a fine warrior and I believe such a thing exists. Today I really believe!