'π' represents - to me - infinite possibility, Likewise does the circle!
The - what would seem - finite appearance of a simple circle, one of reality's most fundamental shapes, houses more magic, wonder and information than humanly possible to comprehend.
If the circle were to represent consciousness and then we state that; There can exist absolutely NO knowledge without an initial perception, because experiencing/perceiving something comes paramount to knowing it and even then, that 'knowing something' is only really a matter of how, whatever is in question decides to label the information provided by it's self via its programming or natural instincts.
So, the initial area of said circle viewed upon as conscious/divine perception can only knowingly experience it's self (or reality) as far (from it's center) as it's outer reaches of current understanding, once that initial understanding has knowingly perceived it's self again from what was the edge of its previous understanding, it inadvertently incurs a further perception equal to that of it's initial understanding and in conjunction with its new perception, only now from the edge of where it could only previously ponder.
Once initiated, this action and reaction carry on indefinitely, off far into the heavens and nether regions of possibility.
The visual representation of this has been named 'natures first pattern' or 'the flower of life and it is my opinion that this is the holy blueprint to existence.
In reality, a 'thing' can only exist relevantly in reference to an equal opposite.
I.E; ying/yang, good/bad, male/female, whatever...
On a two dimensional platform, shapes are made of lines and as stated above, if everything is relevant to an equal opposite, then in the ‘realm of lines’, the opposite to a straight would be a curve. so if you were going to assign or relate a gender to these basic markings, the straight would be male as it is phallic in aesthetic nature and the curve is a quite obvious yonic depiction.
I put it to you then, that the circle with its singular curved line thus represents the universal energy of the feminine.
The opposing (masculine) frequency would be visually depicted by the most basic shape possible to construct with a straight, it takes an additional two lines to make this shape, the triangle.
If you join the centers of the flowers in 'natures first pattern' and then overlay (through the centers) visual representation of both male and female energies, you end up with a two dimensional map which can be used to graph any three dimensional shape in existence also any sound wave in existence and much, much more! (For a further understanding of this, you may refer to Metatrons cube.)
So now, just for 'shits and giggles' along with the bonus of maybe irritating a few fundamental religious types.....
It would also then, have to be my view (using what I have just stated as the basis) that if 'God' were to be genetically assigned - it would be female!
I must add at this juncture, that personally, I think such an idea is a ridiculous assumption, as gender can surely, only really be relevant in the physical form of the divine subjective experience to which we currently find ourselves.
Without one the other would sees to exist, so it is most logical to postulate that at the metaphysical origin of consciousness, 'God' would be transgender....
BUT for reasons previously stated.....
If linear time were a relevant factor applicable at the point of 'ALPHA & OMEGA' and one vibration were to manifest it's self (if even for a micro-millisecond) preliminary to the other - I write again for effect- that I believe it more likely to be the feminine.
This is my view because it takes only a single curve to make the initial feminine shape, but three lines to make the first male!
A grid crafted of overlapping triangles is also of paramount importance within the nature of geometric reality and holds significant magic and wonder BUT 'the flower of life, our circle, holds infinitely more information, at a far more constitutional level, for even at it's initial state (before even the exploration of self) the (single lined) circle is the home of mathematical anomaly 'π' - (the numerical symbol of infinite contingency).
Also when the said exploration of the circles self is observed from its rudimentary point through to 'natures first pattern' it actually resembles what the eyes will witness when observing cell division under a microscope.
It would take uncomprehendingly longer for an initially male energy (a triangular, grid) to produce the intricacies of life!
Moreover, the triangle alone holds not 'π' and enjoys nowhere near as much wonder, mystery or allure - making our feminine, single lined circle the illustrious victor of my incessant cognizance!
OH!!! and as well.... we are all born with nipples indicating that we start life primordially female, we call our planet 'MOTHER earth' and. . .
Blah. . . Blah. . . Blah. . .
It's a load of old bollocks anyway because GOD IS A TRANNY!!!
Creating footprints in the sand
Of pineal - it is a gland,
Located, centre in the brain,
It creates perceptions of a plain,
Of matter solid when it's not,
It simply seems we have forgot,
To remember that it's all just an illusion...
Well, at beginning there was one,
A light, far brighter than the sun,
Pure love - A cosmic mind,
That most die trying to find,
But understanding of this picture,
Comes not from temple or in scripture,
It is comprised of only energy and love...
So, self awareness was the key,
To why life, it came to be,
Then from emptiness came patterns,
Defining everything that happened,
Possibility and time,
Crash, then subjectively collide!
Shattered pieces became molecules of spirit...
To the unthinking majority these scratches hold no more than a substance less meaning, some self indulged bullshit or an overinflated ego.
But as bomechanical bee's buzz, Oil finished, ink stained irons implement only magic beneath the flesh.
This is the marking of a new tribe!
So behold aesthetic loveliness, self expression and the lack of a need to fit within their retarded fucking structure of social etiquette!
Tiny but powerful drops of technicolor magic ingested.
Then reflected through a giant prism, hidden in an invisible realm, the full spectrum of light emerges from behind the fog of false understanding.
Maya's blueprints, the truth, materialise through what seemed typical matter, analog perception glows digital as foreign frequencies race through minds eye, the friction ignites flame!
Roaring fire of possibility engulfs all neurons and resides its self deep within my bones!
Time has utterly no meaning as the space inside my skull expands far beyond that of my vessel.
The universe is ours!
The synthetic epiphany that resonates fully the cells of my dreams made flesh.
THE UNIVERSE IS OURS!!!!!!
She is unbelievable in the majesty of her own beauty, flowing from nowhere sweetly, clearly into the periphery of all my senses.
Although we have just met, unstoppable she spins, entwining branches of mystery straight into my heart and out through the other side.
Something deep within our connection, ancient Gods in a past life, together far beyond the beginning of time.
Reborn, only separated physically.
It was inevitable we meet! Opposite polarities of a magnet imbedded deep In the others chest, the most powerful resonance for sure followed us on our divorced rencarnations.
Full speed we have unknowingly hurtled heart first toward each other until NOW!!!
The fabric of the multiverse and time no match for the power of our entwined souls.