I Omnist (TOT) Everything

A SMALL CHAPTER ON EVERYTHING

ONE
1 It is exactly that, Everything; this book happens to be a small part of Everything and a small description of what it is to be an Omnist.
2 Everything takes into consideration the fact that it does not exist on it’s own.
3 It is not full or even available to ‘The Union of Four’ if the other three aspects of the torus do not exist.
4 There’s no keeping up with Everything there is just being a part of it. A part of something that is constantly moving the Living forward. Taking the Living on the journey that it will always be on. Recycling it through the Source and sending the unnecessary into the oblivion of Nothing.
5 All ideas, myths, legends, gods, saviors, saints, magic, make pretend, and actual things that we can hold. All gardens and everything involved in Living are just as much a part of Everything. They are vital to the Source that is unaware of it’s own perfect existence.
6 What good is worship to something that wouldn’t acknowledge it anyway? What good is trying to measure out the idea of imagination with numbers and sciences that would not apply to it? What sense does it make to proclaim senselessness and chaos as a way to first pave the road to understanding each other through differences?
7 Those questions are just flowing aspects of Everything.
8 Everything carries-on forward and away into an idea of being. Through others, the ideas of Everything this book implies are re-interpreted, and may likely evolve into something else.
9 This is the mind that is throwing the thoughts out there and all minds are vast, and endless. They are immeasurable and eventually can be hardened to be nearly unbreakable.
10 Numbers and math can only count Everything that we as Living see in front of us at the current path that we are on. There are aspects of Everything that we have yet to measure, that we have yet to imagine, that we have yet to experience.
11 There are equations and numbers that have yet to be discovered. The numbers (or anti-numbers) that exists in the areas of our imaginations that still remain to be tapped into.

TWO
1 Look around you, see that thing? that is a small part of Everything.
2 Look up, see that? Yeah, that too is a small part of Everything.
3 Look at yourself, you are a Living part of Everything.
4 Look at the tiniest bug you can find, that too, is a Living part of Everything.
5 That bug, that tree, that four legged furry friend that is all a part of Living, which is a part of Everything.
6 That idea that you just plucked from Nothing, that is now a part of Everything. It is not yet a part of Living, but it does now have involvement with Everything. Cater to it, let it thrive, or just forget about it…someone, something, somewhere will make a use of it…. Because now, that idea has become a part of Everything.
7 Thanks to you, be whatever you follow to get to heaven or hell, or to the brackish waters of the great waterfall that is filled with unicorn fish and flying, laser shooting, apple pies. That thought is now involved in Everything, having been plucked from Nothing; not yet Living.

THREE
1 Everything gets bored and is constantly working together with the Living to pluck new ideas from Nothing.
2 Everything used the Living imagination to create; to come up with the idea of creating, to be the creator and the created.
3 Everything plucked the idea of Living, from Nothing. That is the way it always has been, and it is a constant, in and for the existence of Everything.
4 Simple, honest, constant boredom. What troubles us as Living, is the trouble we find ourselves getting into and creating when we get bored.
5 Could this not be a lesson in itself from Everything?
6 Could it not be that there is a large enough amount of Nothing, that Everything gets to use the Living with?
7 There is no reason to worship Everything. It already is, with or without your acceptance of it.
8 Imagine if you can something else having an outside sense of consciousness also implementing itself to Everything. That idea, too, is plucked from Nothing.
9 You see, the power of imagination is the formula for Everything to exist.
10 It is in the areas of our minds that we utilize our imaginations to hold the existence of Everything together, to hold reality as we see fit to be substance.
11 We, as Living, are used by Everything and we take upon ourselves, as Living, to use Everything in conjunction with Nothing to bring about this reality from imagination.

FOUR
1 The pain and deceit, the happy and the sad, the efforts and the lazy attempts to make an effort. Love, hate, worry, trust, fear, design, arrangement, math, writing, puzzles, games, vehicles, buildings, roads, paths, earth, air, fire, water, rage, docility, comparisons, understanding, worth, value, rotten things, health, sickness, alive, dead, sight, sound, touch, taste and smell. All of these things are a composite of Everything. They are non-existent without the other.
2 No knowledge of life, than no knowledge of death.
3 If a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound: a rather profound question that excites the imagination.
4 The statement itself is a part of Everything, as well as the feelings that we draw from our gardens to try to interpret and come up with our own reasonable answer to the question.
5 The feelings in between thought and the thought in between feelings are all giving themselves to a part of Everything. Just because you cannot see the thought or the feeling, does not mean it is not there.
6 That fleeting thought is perhaps immeasurable by the things that we rely on when it comes to science and numbers.
7 How quickly it was there and is now seemingly gone.
8 Not back into Nothing, but perhaps somewhere else into some other Livings mind that is having the same thought at the next moment in time. Perhaps in a conversation about the question of the reverberating silence that has, or has not, been created by the theoretical tree that has become so profound over time.

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The White Raven

Writer, author, philosopher, philanthropist, poet, imbecile, denizen gypsy. A rare bird of sorts is what you'll come to think of me. I love to write, play, and work diligently to prove one day fiction will become a reality. I'm very simple when it comes to my views on life, a backpack is ideally my best friend and I found my mistress with paper and pen.

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