The Work Of An Immigrant In The Space Of Alterity
Sign up as a new consciousness in a series of processes of personal transformation, setting boundaries regarding the experiencing of a variant of a reality that has never before been selected and disclosed.
The real test was to be untraceable, akin to a return to the custom world of Philip K. Dick where, apparently revealed by the science of sea-fearers into the unknown, I did not have to question the meaning of life. Once that happens, like the creator facing the completed work experiences a feeling of insecurity, I followed the line of travel of reason emerging from the positive pole of the generator of explanations and predictions.
Unnatural. I was crammed into a sort of field of duality, as if once I could make myself invisible, I would have been tasked to find myself where I was not looking. A an almost fanatical fight with the apparent shapes of thoughts twisted in the direction of a reason that had power over the plurality of fictional worlds. My mind was crossed by unknown goosebumps. I vibrated heavily towards another level of understanding.
The novelty lies in a new method of knowing a new transition space between the "me" and "not me". Rather, it was a complete reconditioning of the self-directed towards art duplication, predisposing me to work with the unwritten forces of the impenetrable. Which the thoughts covered by the subtlest conventions of the unreal would download into the cortex with that amazing energy of the mystery that must be experienced before it spreads the sweet poison of false identities.
Mrs. Winchester, widow of the famous weapons manufacturer, wanted to protect the spirits of those who were killed with guns made by her husband. Continually, she would add new rooms to their home, creating a complex maze of corridors and recesses, so as to sleep every night in a different place. But in 1906, during the San Francisco earthquake, she nearly died in one of the rooms in which she got stuck.
Are you preoccupied with the limitation and dependence of self-consciousness that is discovered to be in relation to a reality disguised as fiction that pushes you away from yourself for a short period of time?
I recently read the following on the internet: "Any breakage, detachment, distancing from a place is, in fact, a strategy for a better knowledge of the said place or, more specifically, for self-recognition in the undeniable context of the space in which you were made."
Every place is like any given thing, image or thought we relate to: it actually represents a transfer of energy achieved in the moments in which a temporal communication takes place between what we consider as being "finite" and what we consider as being "the alternative" to reject what could never be fully revealed.
When thoughts turn the pages of life one by one, placing them in a closed box, full of misunderstandings and complexities through which sneak in implicit hypotheses related to the emergence of a unit of immaterial information, you become dissatisfied to everything that happens in reality. So, you begin to tend to an unnatural that places its assets into an originality that cannot be denied, but rather, can only be measured by its effects.
The man who intends to redefine himself according to new patterns of thinking knows that he cannot climb to the top of a mountain without taking into account the possibility of a free fall from a great height. To adapt to ascension, he makes relative measure of height on the fly and then tries to exploit this height, even with the risk of "losing balance."
Leadership of great power can begin to take shape – paradoxically – from secret feelings, from the tumult of inner conflicts, from doubts. Such leadership is established by approaching the self from an impossible angle, almost parallel to the rational, canceling the erroneous interpretation of reality through a flux of thinking of the type: cause and effect.
This is the stage when thoughts covered by the subtlest conventions of the unreal download their forces into the cortex with that amazing energy of the mystery that must be experienced before spreading the sweet poison of false identity.
Can you recreate the primary key of an additional evolution, trying to find yourself where you’re not looking?
By limiting the certainty of knowing that you no longer represent a closed system (in which reality is perceived only in an objective manner), you start becoming a stamp of an authenticity constant printed in a sort of "second world". Which, in turn, registers you into a new consciousness in a series of personal transformation processes with unpredictable results whose values exceed the thresholds imposed by the restrictions of mismanagement of experiences. Allow yourself the experience of a new horizon !
To recompose the primary key of an additional evolution in trying to find yourself where you’re not looking means to strive for a new horizon of your being by setting the boundaries of certainty regarding the experience of a version of reality that has never before been selected and disclosed.
To set these boundaries is to tend towards a new level of understanding, it is to take into account the size of unconsciousness, the lack of a rational attitude towards surrounding reality. It is an assumed risk in order to build and strengthen a new thinking on the path of a new interpretation of experiences lived in your "world."
The experiences lived in "your world" are similar to the fruits that autumn offers abundantly: they keep traces of those states of satisfaction experience at one point, only noticed in the present moment.
The Work Of An Immigrant In The Space Of Alterity is aimed at the difficult attempt of redefining yourself in a world customized by following the sense of an abstract reasoning, affixed to the self, from which you can draw new conclusions and findings of value required to revise thinking. This initiative is similar to the ascension of a mountain peak.
Consider the probability of free falling from the height of your own being !
