Reading harold_maude's journal

I stand in awe tonight and have been in awe for a few days now, maybe longer, I'm not sure. And in honesty it doesn't matter, the time thing here, it doesn't matter.

I've been looking at fractiles. Hundreds of fractiles. Everyone that I have seen takes my breath away...so beautiful.
A forever thought in visual tangablity.

I want to take each one and swallow it so that it can take me over and make me like it, but then according to all the laws of the universe I am aready there. So are you.
So beautiful as to explain the overwhelming humility I feel when I see them.
I was on my way to work this morning and had trouble keeping my eyes clearly on the road because I was looking at the trees and seeing the universe in them.
I wanted to stop the car and go and stand under any one of them and just look up and not stop looking up.

We are the the immage of stars just in another form. The dirt under your feet holds a universe of possiblity.
If you put some under a microscope and just keep enlarging the immage until it gets so big that you get lost, you would see a vision of sacred geometry.
The same thing would happen if you took some skin and did the same thing.
We are a vision of sacred geometry, so is everything else around us.
We are as a grain of sand in the grand theatre of the universe, yet our thoughts transform us into infinate possiblities, patterns and beauty.
It surges through each one of us, pulling us tord it, tord the forever breath of the universe.
Even if it collapes back to the first thought before it became visible, it will still be what it is and has always been.
Infinite.

Every thought is a possiblity. Every possiblity is a dance of sacred geometry patterning out in fractiles everywhere.
And the thing is about all of it, that we are doing this every day without thinking about it.
We just do it, creating as we go.

now immagine what would happen if we thought with intent to create.
It staggers the mind to think that we are able to tap into what we already do with out thinking about it.
We create life or distroy it with our thoughts, and those thoughts become reality and that reality gives birth to more thoughts and more realities based on thoes thoughts and so on.
We interact with sacred geometry just by our thoughts.
We create patterns with scared geometry just by our thoughts.
We are very powerful but don't realize it.

I'm just now in the last couple of days understanding what this all means.
Anything is now truely possible.
Anything.

You are the best immatation of you that exists