The Alchemical Rede Magazine
By Clarity
Numbers Follow The Light That They Count In Mathematics Introduction:
Feeling the surface of life, we begin to dig down deeper, under the stretching roots of possibility.
2024 November 8th Issue
Numbers Follow The Light That They Count In Mathematics
As the Light bends into the curved surface of the eye, the I becomes resonant with color, shape, and line, so that Consciousness expands with Ease, Grace, and Wellbeing.
The Compassion given to any circumstance creates a levitational response, which adds the factors of resilience and forward movement to an equation that brings Consciousness into a folded memory.
To have the memory of the moment, is to have the essence of the science of the gravity lifted into a formed light, shaped by the numbered word of sequence.
Sequential thought hugs the course and shapes the curves into a refined nuance, that brings photonic light forward, and relays sound into thought into shape and word.
The Image comes with great ease as the numbers unfold their Magic, their personas show themselves more openly, and assist through the limitational encumbrances, which brings you into a space of greater creativity.
‘Numbers follow Light’ is an amazing realization, numbers being shapes bent, folded, and creased, so that as they corrugate into a Consciousness that communicates equational thought.
Bending thought into Image and Word takes a certain aptitude in Willingness, one that foresees an outcome which brings Compassion, Love, and Well-being into a manifested form of conveyance.
To convey, or ferry thought across Time and Space, is to use the network of the Mycelial Fey. The fairies are the ones that bring Light into form, platonic solids into Consciousness, and insight into human formulations.
The region of Garden Plan opens the way for a new acceptance of formula that transcends limitation and makes way for an unfolding Papered Awareness that set the Time into a Space of conveyed.
The Red Thread pierces the fabric of Consciousness and the fiber penetrates the membrane that receives Pattern into Wholeness. This allows the curving momentum to gather speed and the rate of exchange shifts.
Shifting into a higher frequency brings a vibrational tonality that sets forward the future notes of E; Evolution, Expression, Emotion, Epic.
Our Papered Awareness, along with our Fibered Existence, coupled with our ability to see a Squared Perspective, allows us the gift of creating with the nothing, the Nu.
What was once void, becomes the ground, and roundedness, for color, shape, and line to form the equational expression necessary for Existence to become Matter.
Once you mattered, now you matter, and you always will. The Will threads the fibers into a fabric of such lightness, that you glow with the color of E-Motion, and that energy motion carries the Universe across every chasm, every void, every limitation.
We are caused by our own Desire, Want, and Need, this gives rise to the Ger, and as that is activated, the Shem automatically comes into Place, letting the Nu come into the visual spectrum.
We are blessed to have the Consciousness given to us to fathom the depth of listening into Sight, and the ability to see Sight Beyond Sight is one developed through the Papered Awareness squaring itself into a Squared Perspective, folded and creased into yield.
Making sure we register the White of what colors our Words, we are able to see the Safety Made Real come to hand. We are handed the gifts of White, and the Light is Real and of Purpose.
Once we gather together our own Conscious Awareness of the Folded Purpose of Light made Real, we can take in the positive nature of Nature being the emitting factor of Light in the 3rd Dimension.
Numbers bring their volumes of Light into Purpose Made Real, so that the coming and going of Light Field Patterns can be free from limitational fields of gravity, imposed by judgment.
Gravity, and its gift of an unlimited nature of Well-being, gathers together the numbered folds, and curves the light into Shape. Line then purposes itself into matter, as direction, and the ease of flow begins its climb upward.
Once the flow reaches the apex, it releases its motion into Light, and the Purpose changes from old to Nu. With the Nu Purpose registered, and Recognized as Understood, discernment replaces judgment, and Creativity can express the unlimited nature of Balance.
Knowing that Gift is finally registered for what it is, the Story then climbs onto the Page, and the Rabbit Whole is related to Fey, in a Realm of Sight Beyond Sight.
Marking the Space with Time, we are forever making free the numbers and letters, so that they may participate in the gathering at Alice’s Table of Mathematical Equations. Numbers speak their folding shapes and letters sound out the Light they use.
The Garden Plan folds itself inward, as the season draws its colors down into the Root System of Mycelial. A Nu Tablecloth is woven from the Time spent in the Garden, and the Wisdom gained from the telling of Tree, Thyme, and Mint.
To see and register the Garden, adorned and unadorned, is to see the value of each phase of Living, and the expressions given to communicate Wisdom from a Rooted Existence.
The Radial Relief of Circumferic Distance, allows the feeling to register the Purpose of each layer in the Garden Plan, where Life happens between. We fold our very own nature around the Center Dot of Zero Point, and are gifted to adjust our thinking when it shifts in expression.
Marking our Space with Time, we travel the navigated curve, and release limitation’s hold on our future. The Stars are traveled with ease, and as our Conscious Awareness becomes more and more aware of this we are able to find Nu answers.
What makes us rotate into Nu forms, that express creatively the Story, as it turns Light into Numbered Sounds, turning them into lettered Threads of Red Pulse emitting the White of what colors our Words?
Why are we excited to hear Nu, when the old no longer advances? We take the needle in our fingers and thread the eye with Red, so that what comes, comes willingly on the Paper of Awareness, and the Plane of Existence holds firm its Position.
Conscious Awareness grows through these events of resilience, capability, and adventure, so that the Garden is fed, deeply, its Rooted Way. The Path is clear, as the Foot steps Lightly onto the Patterned Awareness of Existial Presence.
Numbers listen for Light, and once heard, calculate the distance, from Center to outer edge, and then begins to fill in the volume of shape needed, to manifest Consciousness as Visual Pattern.
We have Fallen with the Season, we have lept from the highest branches, and now will Rot the rot of Dirt. We are rotten to the core, and we fill our stockings with the coal of bi- tomb-on-us.
We become the Liquid Gold of Oil as the eons pass, and we emerge to power industry. We are industrious, as we reach for the Sun to power us once again, to lift us up out of the Rooted Reach of Fiber.
We Solar our array and wait for the Wind to wrap the turbines around our heads, so that we can exchange one form for another, each holding a purpose granted by Consciousness.
The Table is now set, and the rest is assured, so that what was once too tiring for words, is now easily on the Mother Tongue of Gaia. We speak the Light, the Ease, the Nu, the setting of Places for Transcendent Energy Awareness.
Finally we have achieved the telling, in an order that conveys Time Travel, the back and forth of Consciousness, weaving its tale of Story, layer by layer, so that the upper rooms support the lower rooms.
Housed in a formation of gathered knowledge, the inside continues to expand and receive the Nu of each day passing. 'We are bigger on the inside than we are on the outside’, is the quote.
Trying to explain is impossible, telling is the only way to bridge the gap between Alice and her adventures and our on-going travel between Here and There.
Folding what is close from far away, and folding what is far away from close up, the distance is only the stretching, then place is only the mark, the time is only the decision.
We accurate ourselves in a way of intention, and intention is only yet a care-giver of the intended. We connect all the squares and we roll all the dots, until we can manage to find the position that marks our place in time, and spills over into our future.
We are not unknown to ourselves, maybe unknown to our own intention, and this intention rallies around us, as we begin to gather the I of ourselves.
The focused memory is relatable because it has already been marked by the Rede, which is an intentionary speaking forward of Potency.
The connection on levels is starting to stretch between moments in time and moments in space. The connecting factors are all lined up like title marks on our forehead which we connect, like a link of chain.
Moving the time in our lives forward. We are more momentum than we have ever realized and this momentum encourages us to act as if we planned ourselves in Time.
We have learned to navigate the Red Thread through every stitch of our Rede, and all our capacity is threaded through, like a continuous weave.
We open ourselves to what we have as of yet smelled, because we already know it is there, because we can taste its precision. Collecting all the forwards and corrugating them into place, we see our way through, and a pathway to the Center.
All the motionary menus of living and expressing our creative self, are laid out on all the shelves of a very large room. An archive actually, and we begin to assimilate all the menus of our Time.
We move through them carefully, not assuming anything. Allowing everything to be Nu, delicious, and composing. We become the secretary of all our notes, notices, tweets, and quantum physics, adjustable.
There is more in one single stroke, of our quantum physics adjustable, than our whole memory archive. We elongate the elongated, we pulsate the pulsated, We irrigate the irrigatable, we plow the plowable, we root the rootable, and plant the seedable, so there is no row of discontent.
In the beginning there was the Rose, and the rising happened, and the rooting happened, and the blooming Rose became what was waited for.
When the mist impossible becomes possible the native shores rise to our feet, and we discover a Nu world, a Nu lay of the land, a Nu ancient heritage that Redes us the ancient codes, that we have come alive for.
The waiting is only a perspective, the listening is only a vehicle, the building is only a plan. You stop in your tracks and you begin to make it so, make it so you have a tomorrow, make it so you have a reason, make it so you have a way, make it so you have a will, make it so as you mark the Box with an X.
It is all a pretend sort of thing, so you pre-tend, pre-say, pre-see, pre-make, pre-encounter, pre-tend the mark is made.
Wherever you go, the mark is there, you are never behind, you are never forgotten, you are never unworthy, you are never not ready, you are the marked spot on, and you know your name, even though there are those who do not.
No matter, what needs to know knows, and has never forgot your spot, so this is not left-overs, this is first thought, original thought, marked thought, and snap, the picture has been taken, you were there on time, you are there on time, and you have now owned time.
You need no late note, you were there before the waited, and can connect everything in a Curve, a Circumference, a Squared Perspective that went everywhere, but needed to go nowhere.
Taking in to account the numbers of Light, we are able to make a picture, an Image, worthy of our travel, of our corrugating nature of Creative Expression, the livingness of Being.
Bee the Hivial nature and the honeyed Meade of your own expression, allow the Nu a way in, and let exit the limitations no longer relevant to this time.
What goes up, goes up, and what comes down comes down, and the nature of natural allows the Portal gates to open wide, and let in the solarizing light of numerical progression.
The Ger is activated, allow it its Time in Space, so that what is Nu can be Shemmed, and come into the Squared Perspective of a Papered Awareness, folded into Consciousness emitting Compassion, Love, and Wellbeing.
