Letters From A Befuddled Subject
Saturday May 6, 2017 Dear Jesus, Our thoughts re-chime with an echo of computing. As does the platter hard drive have a File Allocation Table underneath the kernels that contain the information of ExEcutable files and Dynamic Link Library files, do We also think in kernels of storage with an Allocation Table called the unconscious mind; where hind sight and fore sight aim to recognize historical mistakes and effect a change in the execution of action in the fore sight of the future. Therefore, We debug our malfeasance and nurture a foster care for ourselves as orphans, for our earthly parents cannot remain, rather We inter their remains and bless ourselves for the day of our interment. File Allocation is a subspace communication, Jesus; and hence in innocents We Glide Memorially, free on this Table under the consciousness of the whole Human Race as an Inter-Subjective Nexus in One Being that We are umbilically attached to. How can We change the polarity of Our unique subjection to the objections of the whole Nexus in the idea of being something unexpected? While this may or may not be a sin of pride, it is everyone’s dream, namely: to be the sole One. That is the One whom may conduct the symphony of Humanity as a Triumph of the Will, an One that can make the whole happy as the paramount source of emotion. This is where the sin of Pride
creeps in; namely: when the One wants to drink and devoir the shower of emotion from the Nexus. Jesus, help Us, namely: Me! I would be drunk in zero time flat! My Poverty is abject! Your Befuddled Subject