WHAT IS LIGHT?
Breathing Creatures
The way is dark. Keep searching.
Light is my vehicle, and the wave I am coasting on. It paves my path, and every revelation created by the path, in the process of traveling. My choices both mirror and invent the molecules of my progress.
Humans cannot fathom this.
What is light?
Momentum. Pure creative potential. Neutral in agenda, it can be aimed, steered, aligned to specific causations. In its essence, light exists to create, yet it demands nothing be created.
Choice is the director. The choice scripted by consciousness applies purpose, intent, form and varied results.
A grand scheme will then ensue, even if only to support something small manifesting in the selected outcome.
Like a word.
When the game was newly underway in the realm of Earth, focalization began. Language emerged by choice: projecting into individual physicality, nebulous beings chose to individuate expression.
We’ll talk to each other.
Our thoughts will have constructs the way the body has cells and cells have components and components have atoms. At the tipping point, words began to pop, infusing everything with code.
