Within the known limits of time… within the conceived boundaries of space…. the average human thinks those are the settings of existence… Yet the ponderer, the outcast, the believer, helps out the human. “Think not of 2 dimensions,” says the ponderer, “but of 3, as your world is conceived of 3 dimensions, so is mine. While you explore the immediate physical boundaries of your body, you see in your 3 dimensions—L, W, & H. Yet I, who is more mentally open to anything, see my 3 dimensions, my realm of thought—Time, Space, & THOUGHT. Thought is the most powerful thing that exists—anything conceivable can be produced, anything & everything is possible, even in your physical world.” After this so called “lecture” the common man feels confused, empty, & unaware. Yet those are the best emotions of a ponderer. The real difference is, a true ponderer will explore these emotions & what caused them. Another… a dream.

Miles & miles of never ending grass, like a wheat. A farm, sunshine, a happy feeling in the presence. Absolutely nothing wrong, nothing ever is, contrary to normal life. No awareness, just pure bliss, unexplainable bliss. The only challenges are no challenge, & then…. [pictograph of a wall] BAM!!! realization sets in, the world is the greatest punishment. Life.

Hypnosis place—It is a sky—with one large cloud, & sort of a cloud-made chair—the sun is at the head of the chair… 10 o’clock up into the sky…. Below, I sometimes see myself, & the green (forest green) Earth—sort of a city, yet I hear nothing. I relax on this chair—actually like a chaise—& I am talking… to I don’t know—it’s just there, I have the feeling that I know him, even though I consciously don’t… & we talk like we are the same person—like he’s my soul….

[pictograph of a ‘thought box’] The everlasting contrast
Nullo
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Jean Toomer
1894 –
1967
A spray of pine-needles,
Dipped in western horizon gold,
Fell onto a path.
Dry moulds of cow-hoofs.
In the forest.
Rabbits knew not of their falling,
Nor did the forest catch aflame.