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The Synesthetics of Time
Posted 15.7.2008 at 3:48 pm by Psilo
Numbers...
They flow through my mind in the form of patterns within patterns, colliding and dwarfing one another as they calculate their true position within the infinite chronological world that the Universe has laid out for itself. Non-traditional colors representing power and force are attached to each one of their every bodies, transmitting silent signals of proof and attempts to show answers in a clear and sensible way. None of them need to be calculated through standard procedures; they are content with sending a vision through the deep roots of my soul, my ego itself being shattered with a rushing feeling of understanding and instinct.
And it's increasing every year. I feel the ability to predict coming as an exponential rise in my psyche. It's at often times scary what I feel I can pull off when every aspect of a situation seems to come together as one and form a linear path through the landscape of space and time.
A Landscape. That's what it is. That's the entire definition, in one word, of what I feel constantly and rapidly changing and shifting through my head when dealing with numbers.
I am not a true Synesthesic, and I know this - I would never claim to be. Full Synesthesics are able to feel all sensory inputs as patterns and colors in their mind. It's a truly unique phenomenon that is little understood by the scientific community.
But there's something in my brain that was given to me that allows me to feel numbers as pieces of my entire personality. I've loved math my entire life and completed the entire coursework of all Calculus-based subjects before finishing high school. But I thought it was just because I was a good worker and tried hard. Looking back on it, it definitely wasn't. The amount of times I studied for a math test is in the single digits. I got lucky. I'm not that studious... I shouldn't have been able to pull that off. I realize now that I wasn't learning the math, I was feeling the math, the numbers, and more than anything, the chronological placement of time.
Time and numbers are so entangled within one another that most people don't see the true implications of what it all means. They both give the same message when broken down to their simplest forms. They are both created with the same sets of matter and quarks of atoms, thousands of trillions combined upon one another within any given finite area. I feel some people have the ability to literally 'feel this flow' of energy that's passing all around them, and unconsciously turn this energy into a message that can be understood, in the final terms, by their own human brain. Turning these feelings into language and attempting to describe this feeling is near-impossible, and that's the same exact deal with true synesthetics trying to cope with explaining how they see things.
I'm definitely not a special case in any way. I even think there's a chance that this ability to calculate time and numbers within a split-second "viewing of the Landscape" is brain-damage in some way. Whether this has increased in my head due to drug use, or due to my own mystical thoughts and wishes, I don't know. But something is causing me to wake up every morning slightly more in-tune with the Landscape. It's becoming more colorful. It's becoming more prominent. I don't see it as a picture in my brain... I feel it as a separate entity of a connected dimension that can be tapped into when it feels the need. It doesn't always show itself. No one in the world can answer any question about "time" at any given moment - that's literally impossible, especially since the Universe is not set in a pre-planned pattern.
But when those times arise... When all the signals are clear as day and when the path to the future is shouting its presence into the mind, there is no denying that something beyond physics is happening within the boundaries of an individual's sphere of time and space. Maybe it's part of Science, and maybe it isn't. But recently I've felt this Universal "pull" at my head so intensely that I can't go one minute in life without calculating the numerical value of a situation down to the final square root of its existence.
It's a blessing and a curse. It gives me life and I believe it will kill me one day, in some way.
They flow through my mind in the form of patterns within patterns, colliding and dwarfing one another as they calculate their true position within the infinite chronological world that the Universe has laid out for itself. Non-traditional colors representing power and force are attached to each one of their every bodies, transmitting silent signals of proof and attempts to show answers in a clear and sensible way. None of them need to be calculated through standard procedures; they are content with sending a vision through the deep roots of my soul, my ego itself being shattered with a rushing feeling of understanding and instinct.
And it's increasing every year. I feel the ability to predict coming as an exponential rise in my psyche. It's at often times scary what I feel I can pull off when every aspect of a situation seems to come together as one and form a linear path through the landscape of space and time.
A Landscape. That's what it is. That's the entire definition, in one word, of what I feel constantly and rapidly changing and shifting through my head when dealing with numbers.
I am not a true Synesthesic, and I know this - I would never claim to be. Full Synesthesics are able to feel all sensory inputs as patterns and colors in their mind. It's a truly unique phenomenon that is little understood by the scientific community.
But there's something in my brain that was given to me that allows me to feel numbers as pieces of my entire personality. I've loved math my entire life and completed the entire coursework of all Calculus-based subjects before finishing high school. But I thought it was just because I was a good worker and tried hard. Looking back on it, it definitely wasn't. The amount of times I studied for a math test is in the single digits. I got lucky. I'm not that studious... I shouldn't have been able to pull that off. I realize now that I wasn't learning the math, I was feeling the math, the numbers, and more than anything, the chronological placement of time.
Time and numbers are so entangled within one another that most people don't see the true implications of what it all means. They both give the same message when broken down to their simplest forms. They are both created with the same sets of matter and quarks of atoms, thousands of trillions combined upon one another within any given finite area. I feel some people have the ability to literally 'feel this flow' of energy that's passing all around them, and unconsciously turn this energy into a message that can be understood, in the final terms, by their own human brain. Turning these feelings into language and attempting to describe this feeling is near-impossible, and that's the same exact deal with true synesthetics trying to cope with explaining how they see things.
I'm definitely not a special case in any way. I even think there's a chance that this ability to calculate time and numbers within a split-second "viewing of the Landscape" is brain-damage in some way. Whether this has increased in my head due to drug use, or due to my own mystical thoughts and wishes, I don't know. But something is causing me to wake up every morning slightly more in-tune with the Landscape. It's becoming more colorful. It's becoming more prominent. I don't see it as a picture in my brain... I feel it as a separate entity of a connected dimension that can be tapped into when it feels the need. It doesn't always show itself. No one in the world can answer any question about "time" at any given moment - that's literally impossible, especially since the Universe is not set in a pre-planned pattern.
But when those times arise... When all the signals are clear as day and when the path to the future is shouting its presence into the mind, there is no denying that something beyond physics is happening within the boundaries of an individual's sphere of time and space. Maybe it's part of Science, and maybe it isn't. But recently I've felt this Universal "pull" at my head so intensely that I can't go one minute in life without calculating the numerical value of a situation down to the final square root of its existence.
It's a blessing and a curse. It gives me life and I believe it will kill me one day, in some way.
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it goes on to say that ancient sorcerers developed a way of accessing these other worlds and putting them into practice. much like how alex and allison gray among other artists are able to paint the way they do, how i imagine anto's healing energies work, or believe the landscape of tangible numbers you describe. i think it was tim leary that said something about psychoactives being a shortcut of sorts to achieve this state of extra perception, and that others are born with the ability, others gain it through yoga practise, meditation, or even sense dep. tanks, but hold passports to the same "other" i wish you the best as you test these boundaries and forge your psyche into this ideal tool you do not mention, but i imagine wholeheartedly romanticise.Quote:Originally Posted by castaneda, the art of dreamingDon Juan contended that our world, which we believe to be unique and absolute, is only one in a cluster of consecutive worlds, arranged like layers of an onion. He asserted that even though we have been energetically conditioned to perceive solely our world, we still have the capability of entering into those other realms, which are as real, unique, absolute, and engulfing as our world is.
Don Juan explained to me that, for us to perceive those other realms, not only do we have to covet them but we need to have sufficient energy to seize them. their existence is constant and independent of our awareness, he said, but the inaccessibility is entirely a consequence of our energetic conditioning.in other worlds, simply and solely because of that conditioning we are compelled to assume that the world of daily life is the one and only possible world.Posted 19.7.2008 at 2:40 pm by infornographic
