A Monologue
On one hand, I am ascertained that I blog for myself in my modest yet magnified world within the Garden, of the Kingdom
… Yet on the other hand, just a hue away, there’s the world, animate and otherwise listening into, perplexed, wanting to learn, yet experience, many instances of the heart… beat, perhaps in unison since we all breathe this abiotic air, this so-called species labelled just so something beautiful can be dissected, given a name without having to loose itself in the mountains keeping Hansel and Gretel in the safe zone, safe and sane.
The ego needs to be pacified by a common table to determine what safety, and sanity is — yet in itself is incapable of determining for itself, and its subjects the ratio between one notch of sanity to the next. The same can be said about the varying degrees of expertise of the human being.
Not all human beings although multi-dimensional is au fait with the fact that multiversity is found within the common universe vice versa, let alone live simultaneously in several dimensions.
When potential employers read The Alchemist {of the Soul}, they are advised they’re dealing with AainaA, the alchemist! They’re having a monologue, perhaps within their psyche, within their Soul, this conversation yet unspoken, as a thought; a gesture which maybe discerned by the entity only if it allows itself the task to study itself, and thereafter employ the subject at hand.
As to how intellectual these words may be worded, at the precise juncture is really how they may perceive of themselves.
Be forewarned however, AainaA, speaks to the Soul. To be labelled, as an alchemist is customary for an entity living hereon Earth — for each personality in its own right has its own path, an expertise, a belief, and a diatribe when coalesced with the apparent world — An extension of that is what makes the spirit, human.
From these words itself, made apparent therein AainaA takes to the seriousness of the tasks at hand as to how oxygen takes its seriousness to grant the facility the being human the grace of life, and living its years as a notch in the Book within. To determine whether the complexity of the entity that AainaA is in her simplest form, as to whether she is capable or incapable of undertaking a task depend on how highly evolved the ‘intellectual’ ego of the potential employer.
The intellectual capacity and sequence of the nucleotides itself will determine, the outcome of the tasks at hand. Although it is common knowledge that you cannot make a floor to undertake a task of a matchbox, that tasks to be undertaken need not need be conciliate with a stash of paper diplomas yellowing away in an attic!
It is not rocket science to brand and market a name; compose a Sonata; feed Fifi the dog; manage a board meeting or run a country !
