Reading the patterns within me with hindsight Day 778

I remember patterns being recognized in my life, in terms of my behavior, over time, like a current moving through me.

One was that every month, the day or so before my period, I would lose my temper, and react to the slightest of movements in my world,  with a tempest of anger. I started to recognize this in my thirties. Once this happened, I could refine the movement of the pattern, meaning I slowly became more adept at recognizing it. I did get to the point where as it came up, I would stop it before it expressed itself in a harmful way, meaning before the tirade was leased onto someone in my world. This took time. Had I recognized such things earlier, they probably could have been addressed, and investigations into other areas where I was being the same, would have been more readily recognized. Interesting choice of words, ‘ readily’ as this means reading the patterns of my own expressions as how I move in this world, this physical world.

Another pattern is when I became sick. Meaning, it would most likely start with congested sinus and move down into my throat and into my chest, as though it had a sequence within how it moved through my body. I started to recognize this pattern too. I knew, roughly how long something would last, as I started to realize the ‘ stages’ of being of key, as being sick, in my body. 

This beings me to a realization I have had in walking the writing out of patterns of my own behavior, via the dialogues - the dia/god logues , or sequences, or patterns, of thought, as the constructs of belief, as words and pictures moving through my imagination. My imagination showing me the storied information, I composed within myself, to define myself, as direct myself, within and as me, as myself believing that I am separate from what is all around me, as the physical world, as including all that is here, as me. In walking the patterns of my story, or persona, as imaginations projected, I found a past movement that realized that same as that of which I speak. Meaning, I realized at some point in my childhood, that what I did, as how I behaved, could leave a residual ‘ resonance’ that followed me, that stayed with me, that ‘ staid’ me.  In one of the memories I brought up in writing myself out, I ran outside to sit under a tree, being aware that something was ‘ following me’ that was of ‘ shadow’ and that had a presence. I sat there under the tree, and was in frustration, and/or fear, and/or self realization, that I had created a residual imprint of my past actions/choices/movements.  AND, that this that I had been, had to MOVE THROUGH ME. Meaning, what i had chosen would move through my body. I understood in this moment, for a moment, that the information that I had stood as, as expressed, was going to move through my body. it is like a precursor, that I buried, of what would later become that reaction that was a pattern that was my own distemper within the cycle of my monthly periods. 

In process at the moment, patterns remain, some named, and yet residual, and though recognized to greater extent, as I begin to realize, as write out my patterns, some of these patterns I allow to determine what state of being I am accepting. Though smaller, and though more recognized, never less intense, yet more able to be defined with increasing clarity, just as I did with the pattern of behavior around having my period. Within this, just as memories of the past come forward, memories come forward where I realize that I KNEW WHAT I WAS DOING! This means, as the very nature of myself, that the capacity to understand the forms of things and how they express and move, is right there, as me, which means that anyone can do this. 

When I want to resist, moving through this, as recognizing this, I am that which does not want to realize this, I am being that which hides the recognition of this, I am that which denies that nature than can realize the patterns as SEE FORM AND FUNCTION AND MOVEMENT AND EXPRESSION.  I am that self, within this, as my capacity, that is the stuff of and as the sensibility of myself as life, as the infamous “ eye of the needle.” That is a really cool realization. That is what and who we are, in our capacity. Everyone has this, and is this. No matter how deep or huge the wall of separation, as beliefs, ideas, opinions, in a false morality construct that ignores who and what we are as physical expressions of life, as what life would be. 

We all learn the same way, we place our presence into forms, as our bodies when we learned to walk and to talk and we sense that expression in all its dimensions, unless we construct a resonant set of value judgements, as a shield of separation from who and what we really are as life. This ‘ set of values, that I accept as embrace, is a false construct that is a math and that has no real longevity, and that ‘ moves through me’ is not myself in synch with being present and equal to the math of existence which is physical. I am not moving in synch with life. I have banked in on a false morality. And I/we know it. There is no excuse for my acceptance and allowance of and as this. None. Even within my memory, I could see that I understood that this was unacceptable. That presence as life, is in all of us, or we would not exist. 

When I first taught in a school, I remember working with this one student and moving to have her realize a form, as what I was required to impart to her, as a form of information.  I explained it, formed that form with words, one on one, with her. I remember looking at here and thinking, “ it is like she cannot take it in, or it is like she has no response- ability. Visible, she was looking right at me, and visibly she was wide-eyed and silent.  For a moment, I was there in the space looking at what was, within realizing my expectations were not what was actually happening. The movement in this child, was so slow, as for her to take in what i was saying, and to make a connection with her own experience, as her own beliefs as that same shadow world was there, caused what  have come to realize is called an interference theory.  Meaning, that her processing was very very slow. She was actually processing, which means she was ‘ learning’ yet it was at the speed of her own point of development, one that was slowed down by that which I experienced as the information that I allowed myself to be, as I ran to sit outside, next to a tree, realizing that I am created a shadow of information, that I was going to have to process because  I allowed it, and that I understood to not be in synch with that towards which I ran, as that physical tree. I was not generating in synch with life, and as an adult I was with a child, who was the same.  What is interesting here, is that parents cannot expect the schools to sort this out, as the parents are the one’s creating this, accepting this.  And, it is not the responsibility of the schools to do such, as they are, as they are in their current form, that same thing, as form perpetuating the separation.  

I find myself, once again, and yet of a different ‘ math’, ‘ composition,’  the sides of my mouth sinking down, as though I expect resistance to what I am attempting to explain. I realize that sometimes I say what needs to be said, yet I have an expectation that is not in accord with the separation, as I am not realizing the extent of the separation, as I could see and realize with this student, and with which I became overwhelmed, as there were too many layers of an emotional onion that was a wall that divided from being what was more effective, as I call it in the moment, becoming a real tree of understanding as the ability to reciprocate reality, as this living breathing, life in expression, physical reality. 

I believe I have to pay homage to the resonant separation, yet this in itself as a belief, is a distraction. All there is is to call this out by name, and it is a form, though seemingly invisible, it is here, right in front of me as the behaviors of the separation.  The power in calling things out by name, frames them into the physical living reality, which is a process of making them small and bringing forward the life that is here that is all around us. It is the process of bring life here, and managing a inflamed value system small, as down sizing a projection, or moving in a valley of smoke and mirrors, realizing the entities of separation are there, and yet do not define reality, and they only have the power we give to them, and that this reality is always right here, visible, breathing , moving, singing life. 

It is like experiences we have in watching sporting events. We realize a team is moving as a pattern, as the information practiced and hence programmed into them as a form of information.  The opposing team is getting the better of the patterned as informed team.  The informed team ( and I am using names to separate the too- because both are patterned) cannot get outside of its pattern. The viewer becomes more anymore agitated, as it recognizes that the ‘ patterned team ‘ is not seeing itself and moving into a new form, or mode.  Sometimes, a team will change up its pattern. They will change up the math of themselves and move forward in outwitting the opposing team. These moments we find exciting. Yet, this overall experience reveals ourselves to ourselves.   And, even allowing this entertainment, is revelatory of how much we live vicariously through others because we fear facing this same thing within ourselves. It is visible, in every move we make.  Thus, for parents, because we are so able to read the space of here, and we mirror that space of here, as our parents, any processing dis-orders in the child are YOU.  And yes, I see it in my own children. No reactions, as the same as I was being once a month , just before my period, are going to be what is the necessary change, to become like that sport team that manages to sense its own patterns, as reading the movements of the teams, the players, the space and design of the field as a platform, and collectively changing the very form of what is being the information driving the movements. Paying someone to help the child realize that, in a system that is a structure as a consequence of not being self responsible, is very very very expensive. Not realizing this, wanting it to go away, is also very very very expensive. Ignorance is not bliss. Hope without action is meaningless.  Faith without command is pointless. Respect for all things lends the grace of effective expression, like a mastery of a skill set.  Wanting it to magically happen is illusion, where the magic is always in the doing. And yet, this overall is very self empowering! 

One must rebuild. It means deconstruction and reconstruction. It means recognizing one’s accepted and allowed limited value system, as false morality. That one we protect, manifest as reacting to what one believes is a threat to one’s self definition, as my reactions are a protection of my false construct, towards which I imagine all manner of doom and gloom scenarios, in fear of being discovered for being less than who I really am. My reactions are the flight and fight mode, a form of resistance to myself, and as such self hate is one gets out of one's projection and makes the choice to stand here, in this living reality, that is physical. I react to threats of my limited value system as being a threat of death, so deep is my own accepted and allowed de-ception of reality. 

I am here. I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see realize and understood my own deception against myself as life.

When and as I find myself becoming confused, anxious, tired, resistant, I see realize and understand that I am here, and that I am responsible for what I allow within and as myself, and as such, I slow myself down and I breath, and I forgive my separation from life, and I stand here, practicing realizing who and what I am as life here, to move equal and one with and as the physical that is me, here. 

Day 619 Reviewing Spite which is Fear.

I am looking at the word ‘spite.’ It is different from blame. Spite is to have a desire to hurt, annoy, or offend someone. It is having a feeling of contempt for someone. Contempt is a feeling that a person or a thing is beneath consideration, worthless or deserving of scorn; a disregard for something that should be taken into account.  The word ‘scorn’ being a feeling or belief that someone or something is worthless or despicable.

Thus, when I am taking things personally, I am essentially in spite, which means I ‘ want something to go away’ and I actively speak up to punish that measure, that state of being manifest as behaviors or actions in words and/or deeds; as how a person may dress, or wear an expression, or style their hair, or exist within a position in our present system. 

So, in spite, I reject and then call out the limitations that I fear by association could define me, and then instead of becoming an understanding of what is held in contempt to realize how something was created, because in essence I am a creator and nothing can define me but what I accept and allow, to realize that things are changeable and with movement here, can realign into what equalizes oneself to the presence of life here on earth.

When I believe I am unworthy and I fear this being realized as a belief, etched in stone, I become inferior to life, and forgetful of change, forgetful of the gift of life as sound formation as I can change and am here, so nothing can be lost, as it is already here as me. This change that I fear, is in itself an action that reveals to me how I am the master of what I am ultimately!

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to spite.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear being defined as something I believe is less than what will enable me to survive here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to spite myself in fear of another defining me as less than.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to within this spite, not see, realize and understand that I, if I slow down and look at what I have allowed to become the hue, the color, the judgement, the fear within and as me, I can realize the smoke and mirrors show in and as my mind as my belief, that is defining me in the moment of spite capturing my attention and separating myself from here, and stagnating my own self awareness in fear of loss as a picture show of gloom and doom that has no real solution and thus development in understanding the nature of life, which is to give as I would receive, to become equal and one to and with the physical to move as that which does no harm and takes that which is good, to ground myself here equal and one with creation here, which is the physical.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to allow a doom and gloom picture show in and as my mind as belief, as judgement, as separation from my own common sense and rejection of myself as life and the life around me as this physical reality.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to become blinded by fear,, for which I can blame no one but myself as I have accepted and allowed this as the presence of me within and as me here.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to do unto another as I would have done unto myself because in the end it is only me who decides what I am within and as me, as no other can change me but myself.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear change.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I must shield myself from limitation which is myself allowing and accepting judgement without follow through into and as what is solution.

I forgive myself for not  allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that just as I have built the mechanics of and as my mind, as my beliefs, so can I with this same presence, see form and function as this actual real physical life that is the means of life as the physical is life information here.

When and as I find myself moving into fear, as in accepting and allowing thoughts as an energy that moves in slow motion from my head area into my body, I stop and I breath and I slow myself down, and I see realize and understand that this need not define me, and that I as this, as life, can slow down and see the measure of what I have accepted and allowed and change, forgive the thoughts, and ground myself here, into and as equality and oneness with and as life here, to see realize and understand practical applications that are best for myself which is what is best for all.

When and as I find myself moving into spite, I stop and I breath, and I slow myself down,  and I see as my thoughts what I fear defining me, and what I believe I can lose as idea or opinion, and within this survival based system, see , realize and understand that I have the power to simply be here, choosing life as accepting all things, and taking that which is good which is that which does no harm here.

When and as I find myself moving into spite, I stop and I breath, and I assess what values I have as an agenda as a self definition, and I forgive the good and the bad, the fear as a belief, and the inner projection as a persona as a self idealism, my idol, of and as an image filled with self defining values  as self created feelings as what I believe will create a win, and I ground these within and as what would a practical action that is in consideration of all things, to equalize myself to and as life here, to be and become in thought word and deed that which is good and does no harm, as this is respect for life as myself here.

When and as I find myself becoming the energy of spite, as a sinking motion within and as me, I stop, I slow down, I breath, I check myself accepted and allowed definitions, as what I believe makes me more than another, and I see, realize and understand that the seeming promise of and as this is an illusion as the practice of living means being here, equal and one with and as the physical world.

When and as I find myself filled with different hues, as values, as ideas, an energy of spite and self aggrandizement as self interest, I see, realize and understand that in allowing this as the attention of myself means that I can change, and ground myself here, to begin the practice of becoming equal and one to and as life here.

When and as I find myself believing I have no worth, I stop and I breath and I slow myself down to see, realize and understand and become in practice what supports life, to end self punishment into  rejecting the very substance of myself as the means of life here.

Day 589 Who am I within the culture of women. Day 4 Self Forgiveness and Self Correction

This is a point of projecting value judgements onto situations and the objects outside of me as those involved in the situations that are actually normal interactions I must walk logistically in space and time. All of this is a form of protection and self defense based on a self definition used to survive instead of being grounded in  practical reality. I allow myself to become a measure of my own judgement, a burden I carry, a burden I created, a burden I allowed, one that is stagnant because it does not look at cause and effect,  consequential outflows practically. Thus, it is time for me  to remove my own reaction to this and stand within what, in comparison, would be a brutal self honesty. Problems, as conflicts and friction, are resistances to a movement that is self being responsive in consideration of being a physical expression as what I am in reality here. I am becoming a very limited perspectives that is by its limitation a split from remaining in common sense of reality. This entails, practically being what removes emotional defining values, and places oneself , feet on the ground, here in physical reality because this is where we actualize ourselves, this is where we eat, and we breath, and we live and see our children become physical adults. 

Because humans have accepted and allowed an inner measure to become one of value judgements instead of accepting physical formation as what life would be, which is an aid to see our creation, our state of beingness, we have created a gap from reality, one that consumes creation as it does not consider the means of what builds a form that allows the very platform of life. We need the physical to see what manifests and to understand what works and what does not. When we ignore the physical, and ignore what is an inconvenience, because we base what is real on idea without cross reference and practical application of an idea, we destroy what has the ability to sustain and as such withstand the test of time. The only way to create a stable existence is for each to become self responsible, to become responsible to the physical, to respect it, to always consider it with every move we make. And the irony is that focusing here, on what is real, is how to live the fulfillment of life, it is what would bring joy, it is actual living, meaning it is to act as life in answer to the form of what and who we are in reality, here. There is no other choice, and it is the voice of what is best for all. It is the most beautiful choice - so to speak. It is what we all long for the most. Self forgiveness, and writing and practical application is the way to remove the complicated, and to become life. It is the way to clean up the storm of separation spiraling out of control within. It has always been here right in front of us, we need only accept it and accept the gift of life, the joy of life, which is to accept the physical as the foundational manifestation of life. And to realize that men have imposed so many value judgements on the physical that over time it has influenced reality and is destroying it, as inequality to life, is separation from life, and cannot sustain life.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to become a character of self interest, not allowing myself as life to express myself, to be responsible for and as life here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to project value judgements onto others without taking the time and space, as using myself as life, as the gift of life, to investigate and consider all things, which is to respect the physical, which is to focus here, practically.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I have no responsibility as life, as I have accepted and allowed myself as value judgements to exist within a bubble of my own imagination to be more than another, to be more than what is here as the way and the means of life, which is the physical, in substance, where I allowed my own self inner rests of spite and blame, justification without practical application to determine what and who I am, and thereby separating myself from life, and as such from solution , from allowing the fulfillment of life as what I am here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to project values of good and bad, right and wrong onto others, as this has no practical application into solution, into understanding of what is here practically as the physical, and resolving uncertainty and insecurity as fear of loss, into what is directive as what is self honest in aligning myself here, with the physical and investigating what does no harm, as this is what sustains and respects the physical world here, and is what leads to understanding.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to have thoughts that someone is doing something to me, and to realize that nothing defines me but what I accept and allow, and even if a definition as a criticism comes, to understand that this is evaluation and examination, and could be me in a moment, but does not remain as such as I as life can change in taking responsibility for who and what I am and walking the practical application into self awareness, as in becoming aware of the physical, with every breath, considering here as me, as what is here is me in another life form, thus to do what I would want for myself as life here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that something is being done to me.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I am inferior to here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I am superior to what is here, even if I happen to have walked into some understanding of some aspects of the physical that others may not have, as the only choice as life, is to give to another as what one would want for themselves, as this is a movement of respect for and as life, here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see, realize and understand the harm value judgements do to my human physical body, as I constrict and hide, within, as I allow an inferiority to life, as value judgements to spin within and as me, separating myself from creation, from being equal and one as movement of creating, which is to accept life as the physical and assess, as to investigate and consider all things to ensure that awareness in practical common sense actions are what is lived, thereby giving the gift of self discovery and as such the development of self responsibility, which each must take for themselves, which is to simply accept self as life, as the value being life, here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that becoming responsible is impossible, realizing that I have accepted and allowed, over time, myself to blame and spite, to fear and recoil, to move as  value judgements and as such stopping this and changing the directive of myself, using breath, and self forgiveness, will take some time, to turn the tide of my imagination and to within this, stop and look at what I have accepted and allowed, to then acknowledge this and reconstruct with directives that are what is best for all, to become an act that considers all life as the physical as practical actions that slow down and consider equality and oneness with and as the physical.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that I as life, am the substance that can consider form and function here, and as such sense what is here, and see directly, taking time to investigate and cross reference, to also realize that nothing will be lost and everything gained, in considering the physical within and as the principle of what is best for all here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to pity myself for what I have accepted and allowed as this has no real practical application into solution as what is best for all.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to want to hide in shame, as this has no practical application within standing and living equal and one to and as life here, which is to realize and respect what does no harm, as that which takes that which is good, and supports life.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting my own common sense, as the expression of life, as me, here.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing emotional feeling bodies built of past experiences to define me here.

When and as I find myself projecting value judgements I stop and I breath and I slow myself down, and I stand here, in this moment, to ground myself here, to bring value judgements back to self, and to forgive, and to move into respect as consideration of all things, as I am the perfect machine as life to be and do such.

When and as I find myself , within this process of realizing myself as mind as having accepted and allowed a separation from equal consideration of physical existence, I stop and I breath, and I forgive such projections, imagination, fantasies, inner realities, and I slow way down, and cross reference, which is to cross examine with and as the physical in common sense as this is me, and I evaluate, and consider form and function, not only based on knowledge and information only, as what has been taught and I relate how knowledge and information actually practically directs here, to see, realize and understand what makes no sense, as what is not being considered as nothing can be left behind, as nothing can be allowed to become an externality, as nothing can be allowed to be eliminated through a mathematical manipulation of numbers through the use of a mean.

When and as I find myself facing a false dilemma, I stop and I breath and I slow myself down, to see, realize and understand where I am not equal and one in practical consideration of reality, which is a process of closing the gap of separation from myself as life into and as actions that cause no harm, taking that which is good, here.

When and as I find myself believing something to be impossible as in taking too much time, having too many steps, I stop and I breath, and I slow myself down, and I realize that I am competing with a focus on an idea that is not myself here walking in practical common sense of physical reality.

When and as I find myself fearing that something can be lost, I stop and I breathe and I slow myself down, and I realize that nothing can be lost, unless I accept and allow this as mind, as idea, as belief, as opinion, as I am here, able to see directly as practical reality, as the structure of how actions can support life.

When and as I find myself facing friction and conflict as the bully of fear of loss, as the voice of blame and spite, I stop and I breath, and I slow myself down, and I here the imaginations, the projections , the fantasies as the words used to describe such and the lack of words as what is not considered, and I take the parts of and as this, and I realize the form with empathy, and that this cannot define me unless I accept and allow it, which I can realize within and as me as a movement of taking such personally as an accepted and habituated reaction and I stop, I slow way down, I breath, until I am stable, as I do not allow bullets of value judgements in protection and self defense as my awareness, and I stop, I accept myself as life, as being responsible, as coming back to myself, grounding myself here, and cross referencing reality, the physical, to investigate through assessing the practical which means to examine the details, and evaluate possible actions and the play-outs of movement through looking at what is here in detail, which is an act of sharing here, to build understanding and to give self discovery as what I would want for myself, as this is the process of becoming equal and one as living the principle of what is best for all in thought word and deed.

Day 269 Fear of speaking Imagination dimension

Fear of speaking Imagination dimension
What occupies my imagination when I fear speaking, what play outs do I imagine in fear of loss /inferiority complex discovery, as my own ideology as a built personification.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to imagine that my past will be discovered, a past that is not what is here, and that is a limited viewpoint within understanding how my mind is a collection of memories based on judgements that were the being of myself in separation from myself as life.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to imagine that I cause discomfort within and as my environment, based on an idea of myself as being the cause of discomfort as what I defined myself as when hearing a story about how I behaved as a new born baby.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to take it personally when another personification, based on judgements, bullies, where I superimpose a story from my past that is of judgement and ignorance of what is actually physically real.
I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that the projection , as memories, of the past, are not what is here, and that this is a manifestation of taking things personally and judging myself as being inferior.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to create relationships to ideas, opinions and beliefs within, and to objects signifying ideas, opinions and beliefs without as a self definition, always searching for a definition of what i am, instead of realizing that i am here, as life, and thus can only move myself here, equal and one to what is here, as this physical world.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to imagine that the behaviors of others define what I am here, within and as myself here.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see, realize and understand that the behavior of my parents within my past was based on fear of survival.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting my past of being criticized to be what I am here, as this is fear of judgement and thus, not being here in common sense, in self direction of myself here as life.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I need self validation within directing myself here, in the form of praise.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not become intimate with myself here, as this is the only way to direct myself here.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to imagine a past of judgment as what is here.
I commit myself to seeing, realizing and understanding that my image of the past is based on judgement, and is thus what i have allowed myself to be here, which is theexpectation of judgement, as I have not allowed myself to direct myself in self honesty, equal and one to what is physically here, have not allowed myself to investigate what is here, as me, as life.
I commit myself to seeing, realizing and understanding that in fearing the manifestation of my past, this collection of self judgements based on behaviors of others, and roles of others, I exist within expectation of judgment and protect and defend against this, thus separating myself from being one and equal to, and self intimate with myself here, directing myself in common sense with what is here and also, seeing , realizing and understanding that this is how the mind at present functions and thus is the behavior humanity has accepted and allowed.
I commit myself to realizing that judgment limits, and thus, is not a definition of life, here.
I commit myself to seeing, realizing and understanding that imagination can be used to place myself here, within and as what is best for all.

In writing this out here, I have a memory come up of my parents arguing, and feeling so frustrated because they seemed to be saying the same thing, using different words. I was asked what I thought and I tried to tell them that they were both saying the same thing. Where of course this was not what was listened to, and they went on to argue their same words, as though they wanted their words to be what was “right” and not the intent behind the words.
I think this is why I studied music, as it was a way not to have to deal with words, as words seemed such a limited means of expression to me. Of course, it is not words that are “right or wrong” it is the desire to be “right” within using words, instead of realizing words as a means of communication, where it takes time to equalize understanding within definition of what is sounded as the words describing how here is being.
In this, words can only describe what is here, to forgive understanding of what is physically here.