Without A Warning

It's true, I am an empath. I love solitude and a space where no one interferes with any or all of their silly little games. In taking a w-i-d-e-r view of not just here but out there, there are all sorts of 'things' happening. I'm not talking about some individuated perception of how the Universe works, I'm referring to the orchestra which plays behind and beyond the present reality of which so many attach their hats to.

In taking things in stride a mistake can be taken whereby the presentation is all that is apparent. Not so. I admit to providing a means but that doesn't mean anything at all to me. Some can see while others look. I've never hid anything as it is not my nature but I do jump for joy when someone decides to percieve beyond their own created manifestation.

There are no 'wonders' to be discovered out in the Universe.

While we are at it, time has no meaning at all. None.

I'll let that settle for now as the warning to which I am referring is non-existent¹.