Galactic String Theory and the Light of Consciousness

This plate was created on death of grandmother Shirley Campbell. The last illustrations of the left arm, drawn by the right.
Wrist illustrations on the left describe the vector problematics of tendinitis. The sketches on the right show torsion of the outstretched, pronated arm.
The drawings separating the two sides of the page describe the wave/projectile theory of consciousness and details personal perception amass a fortitude of culture class belief sets.
It zooms out to show celestial beings dancing with each other. At the bottom of the page, one of the beings is on a dissecting tray with limbs pinned out.
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Building Blocks around the Looking Glass
The intersection between internal and external worlds is characterized as a looking glass.
Blocks materialize from each passing moment. Pieces are stacked in a virtual environment before materializing in the external world.
Influences are moved freely around the center of self. This system is focused over the top of
a long city of consciousness, most of which can not be seen rooted in the external world. It is easy to draw a line from the current stack to "They".
When the cog is complete, it leaves the self and assembles with a larger framework. Other blocks naturally gather around the cog to make sure
it fits into place right.
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Liquid States of Consciousness from Dream Item Bring Back
This is an illustration of the most liquid
vision I had coming out a dream. I had dreampt I invented a pedal powered horseless carriage back in the day on campus at Syracuse University. The vehicle had very large wheels and could travel at
a modest speed. I was almost completely lucid, and tried to physically bring an object out of the dream. I ended up in a flighted corridor where I met with others who were gifted. I then ran a muck through the University Mall shopping center in South Burlington, while Funk Wagon
was looting it. The dream lasted for about twenty minutes. I awoke to a trance state and the sight of rings growing within rings, were separating, rotating and scaling larger to form the next network of rings.
When I closed my eyes, they were there. With my eyes open, the little bit of ambient light was like liquid and the rings were blinding. I played with the energy for about five minutes, as I did like another time
I tried to bring an object out of a dream.
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Organic States of Consciousness in Cloud Vectors

The upper level wind stalled out the lower one. Moisture, breaking off the more massive lower cloud dissipated in the sheer
and added water content to upper clouds.
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