The Alchemical Rede Magazine
By Clarity
On And Off The World Introduction:
Roll on out the Door, out the Door, roll on.
2025
February 16th Issue
On And Off The World
Every moment is filled with travel, every breath is imbued with the singular sovereign motion of travel. We are able to achieve this through the Pulse of Red Thought, the Red Thread of Existial Presence.
We are here and there at the same moment, as we are both inside and outside of ourselves, traveling omnidirectionally through time/space and space/time in our 3-dimensional bodies.
Our Conscious Awareness is awake to our Papered Awareness, where who and what we are is defined by our radial travel around the circumference of who we are. We are able to constantly survey being where we are.
Both on and off world, we travel our Light Source, so that where we land is where we desire to land. Our terrain is dotted with the marks of our own making, we are therefore able to make our way toward our designed future.
We design, with the assistance of the surrounding atmosphere and environment, our world view of vista, our outlook is where we look out and ascertain the makeup of what we are writing.
Being privy to the inner-working of the marks made, the ease is resolved through the geomatric resonance we all are bathed within. The Mer of our Watery existence allows us to float ideas with the consciousness we are, to be able to see geomatric travel.
As we move between here and there, we are reminded of our flexibility and the Grace that surrounds us at all times. When we feel lost, we are simply, and temporal-airily setting coordinates to rights.
Right foot forward always leads to the path of 7’s and 8’s, the luck of infinity, which draws you down the Rabbit Hole and into a re-Nu-All of Consciousness, one that accepts and receives color to its fullest.
Alice comes along once a lifetime, and mathematically assures you a place at the Table. The Cheshire Cat, with that ever-glowing grin, is always delighted to see you, and the Dormouse lays out another setting, just for you.
Sometimes, if you are really lucky, the plates and spoons get up and run around the Table, a bit of entertainment for those new to such things.
But the biggest, most largest, if not down right infinitesimal piece of news is that what goes up goes sideways, and what goes down goes sideways, meaning that it all meets in the middle.
This then assures us that All meets in the middle, so its true that Omnidirectional gets you there, each and every time. This is good news, because when left and right bicker, and they always do, then eventually they come together, whether they think they want to or not.
There are just somethings in the Universe that are bigger than petty arguments. Globally speaking, Papered Awareness can fold around anything, and imprint anything, and ink out a contract, so that what needs to flow can, and what needs to be imprinted can be imprinted.
Thus the work we do is to bring Imprintation, with its full colorizational empowerment, into view. No one said it would be easy, no one said it would be a snap, no one said it was unimportant, no one said how wearing, tearing, and laborious it could be.
We did not ask for conditions, we did not ask when, or how, or even why. But rather we sat down at the Table, hand in hand, and allowed the Long Spoon to feed us food we’d never tasted before, heard of before, seen before.
What goes up goes up, what goes down goes down, that’s obvious, but what goes sideways, is a whole other kettle of Fish. To navigate that, you’ll need to reference the Fish Files, A to Z.
We are fully Mer in our makeup, we can dive deeper farther, faster, more intently than imaginable, and we can do that because we use the Imprintsial Patterns we were given when we first created together the road of yellow bricks.
On this world all obstacles seem huge, but they aren’t really, the Imprints reduce them to their core number, which is always less than 1. It only takes one moment, one breath, one sudden burst of Insight to overcome a conundrum.
Off world, you quickly begin to understand the vastness of receiving yourself in the out fit of your not completely fitting which assures you the pleasure of folding more deeply into yourself and feeling at Home.
As vast as the Universe is, this is a constant, a Planck if you will, a photonic mass of immeasurable importance, one that takes your breath away and replaces it with an everlasting wreath of Crownial Evolvement.
Remember to smile when you finally meet your cousins, they have been ready to meet you for a very very very long time. There are simple pleasures when you talk to strangers, because you soon learn strange is the most normal thing in the galaxy.
As Round as our world is, there are roundnesses that Square our Perspective and allow us to see beyond a given moment into the next.
The future is here 7 to 8 seconds before we actually see it, making sure we can step into the empty void of nothing, and come up with something remarkable, a solid foundation of belief.
Besides yourself, there’s your Mind, Body, and Spirit, there’s your Spark Light, there’s your infinitude, and then there’s you breakfast sitting there getting cold as you ponder the reach you can make by using your Voice.
Vox Harmonium, voice of the harmonies, notes and tones that come out right, sew right that they stitch themselves into your heart for all time.
Whether it’s raining or snowing, windy or not, you stay warm to yourself, because the Papered Awareness of your Existial Presence, knows how to fold, bend, crease, and corrugate.
Bringing forward your ancient past, the Cloth of your Witness goes beyond the edge of everything, and stretches across time/space and space/time, making available Consciousness that builds.
The Creative Expressionary Energy emits inner Light at a rate speed of Desire, Want, and Need, so that the Table exists for All. Spoons are fashioned with Ease, Love, and Grace.
The numbers add up, as well as down, and the ones that goes sideways are the remainders, the fractions, the no accounting fors that round up, or down, the unimaginable.
This takes the cake, and is the icing that most people love, the letters move across the page, the number shape the curves and bends of each one, and the Voice sounds out the shapes, so that Paper is filled with Story.
The Red Thread speaks the Thoughts of the Mother Sound, and the Language blankets the sleeping child with the soothing tones of Peace. It comes when you least imagine it, it comes on the wings of birds.
Reaching into the Forest of Trees, the branches open up, so that you can see farther down the path, there is more Light there than you could have imagined, Light that says Home.
The Woods are filled with Mycelial Networks, a Zero Deficit Point of registry, where deficits fall away into nothing, and you are rendered Whole, like a Rabbit, fast and on Time.
The forward made is now approaching and the prospect of change is so vulnerable to what we feel, that will allow us more room to be focused on our own dreams.
What is their width and breadth their foot and passage, that warrants our full consideration? Where are we now located inside ourselves that is provisional for the future?
What do we feel most employed by, and how many fingers do we raise, when we connect our motionary desires to our motionary feelings, and we begin to know who we are on all dimensional levels?
And this creates a whole new species of Beings to live in this world, and know how to create change and facilitate Ease, and this happens when we become more conscious and new Selves moving with a Planetary Awareness needed to expand and settle our world into Love and Beauty.
More Light will come upon the stage of our lives, because we know what to do with it, and our minds will work differently and as a more Resolutional volumes awareness to explore more generously Compassion, Brilliance, Allowance, Conservation, and full presentational Inherance to the value of Desire and Need.
We begin to occupy ourselves with Beauty, compliance to the deep needs of Light. The economy of the world becomes the echo the echo system of what gives Life, not limits.
It is all in the allowance of the Mind to know itself as Soul, all is connected instead of separated, all is translated and understood.
The Tower of Babel becomes a reach into understanding, Love, and the desire to be connected. We are the solitude of Time, rather than disconnection.
We are the one point registry of for givingness, we become a world connected to the soul of our wisdom, and the beginning nature of all things.
We are no longer exposed, but rather allowed and shared with. We are the potential that knows how to rise, and walk forward into essentialnality.
The forward giving pronounces our name as we are, not as who we are not. We crown the evolvement, as the wisdom of Crownial Evolvement, to allow the grid to expand its sutures.
The world becomes a mind that functions easily on all levels of balance and acceptability. We are not a crown with no bodhi to express the Dream.
The body part of the greatest need, is the single cell wish of existence on all Planes of Awareness. This brings to Mind the Ease, Fortitude, and Resilience necessary in moving forward Consciousness.
Out of the reach comes the giving, and the giving precedes from within the cellular rounding the heard into notes of wholeness.
Capable are the connections, easy is the finding, and the Voice sounds out the Red Thread Pulse of Existence. The equationally differences, between how much light we are, and how much light we give is the same.
There is no speed rate, there is no concessionary allowance, there is no forceptual occasion, there no promissory note, there is just the folded square made round in the circumference noted as Real.
There is only the between surface, that knows itself as it comes forward, and the response needed is the witnessing focus of Intention.
Intended so, and it is so, and there is no other like it, there is no other, there is only it, in visual circumference of itself. To make the promise is to create the Cree of Eight, like the Cree of cracking the Door open, the Creed of the Cradle rocking, cracking the Door open.
Cracking the Door open, Cree, cracking the Door open, Cree, Cradle. Rocking the row over, over the Crown of Pitch.
Closure:
See there is Light, you have only cracked open the Door, but you are now filled with the knowledge of Light.
Publishers: Su.Sane & Robert Hake, Clarity
