crazy deadlines, Forerunner-Spirit
omg don’t know how i’m gonna get this project the rest of the way up before I leave. Am going to end up putting in something like 60 hours and that’s a lot of just sitting navigating through a bazillion tabs and apps for just one project. Plus I’ve taken on a smaller one I’m to have a working prototype up for by tomorrow. yay. been at it for over 12 hours, mixed projects and turns out a main component for the main project doesn’t fucking work as tested. So time out to find another one. Took a break for food other than snacking, and will now reclaim my computer space by thinking about something other than work, at least for a few minutes.
Haven’t had much time for reading this week, but managed a few chapters last night. so this Forerunner-spirit as Mouravieff calls it. John the Baptist when there were a few, and then there were many. these radials -vectors bound in origination- spreading out. the directive to find the most normal, average spot and anchor there, to resonate… We spot each other early on in some cases, and watch our rayships spread farther apart. With some others we cross paths, nod to each other, a packet or two is shared. There is a blossom and on it goes, on we go. Such are we, carriers of the Forerunner-Spirit. And then there were that many more. A force that scatters us, and connects us from beyond the scene.
I understand now why it is I did not understand the urge to shrink from the mystery, the unknown. As a vector being, an array of information from another frequency we are all tuning toward, pouring over the couriered stuff: these holographic messages speak of the great becoming.
I need to read more about how faith , hope and ___ correspond to the three stages of understanding. I think these correspond to the cycles of ..the Father, ..the Son, ..the Holy Spirit. So, the Faith:Cycle of the Father was like the swimming in the sea of information, mental mapping stuff. This was like seeing god in the patterns. Hope:Cycle of the Son was like finding validation and development of these patterns of consciousness, such that I could see a great beauty and intelligence in the complexity. and I forget the next -mind returns to work project at hand.
To touch on one related topic: The chaff and the seed. The chaff is required for a harvest, just as the seed is required for continued harvests. The metaphor speaks not of ‘those who make it and those who don’t', but of the tumultuous spikes of balancing that occur as the Spirit brings everyone up-to-speed. The resistance to change -that status quo wheat stalk, the structure from which the chaff and seed components will sprout. The chaff components irritating, provoking, supporting the development of seed: the bridge from one generation/octave to the next. We each play our parts. The irritating chaff truly knows not what it does, the domination and tangling vines it wraps around Forerunner-Spirit trying to drag it down to where it can examine it. The Spirit eventually blossoms and we get through the transition, and until then it reaches through those who reach toward it. We, human, are this link between the vertical step between animal to super-man. 
In the other direction, forming this bridge means that the next distal(descending) octave is provided with the energy that it needs to grow. To properly serve this role, we cannot resonate only with the lower: animal, the reactionary; we must resonate also with the upper, or there is no bridge.
um back to the notion that there is only x amount of time/energy to be expended along a given ray of creation if the flow is blocked. Growth as humankind has meant growing to fill this gap in the ray. There is development in both directions. The next descending octave is born, and humankind gains access to an ascending octave. Humankind as a whole must make the transition. It will just happen. The metaphor of ‘the earth experiment’ ending in fire, all smelted down again, etc, speaks of many components of the experience. Apocalypse means threshold, a separation between something known and something relatively very different. Fire, smelting – this happens on a cultural as well as individual scale. The image of it all melting into one, indicates that the integration work is such a huge undertaking that sometimes we won’t know which is whose and when it’s personal or transpersonal sorting we are doing –in this increasing rhythm. To serve the vector of creation we have been 2 perpendicular, complimentary components. But as we finally fulfill this link and step over into the next octave, the duality evens out and converges, not without great dramatic, seemingly infinite series of, conflict along the way.
eh, gotta work now …and think more about connections to the above