If the vibe can be disturbed in the presence of others, it's not a vibe. True peace and solidity is being secure when you're alone with others, to not be impacted by another.
To be a light to yourself, whether someone else is dim or shining will make no difference to you, that is what it actually means to be alone.
All+one. The one amongst all who is undivided.
You're not an individual if you must separate yourself to be who you are. Isolation is not individuality, nor is being different. Being different stems from the same root and that makes it the same, not individual. To divide yourself means you are not alone.
One who is alone is who exists without conforming to influence/impact, and that does not mean rebellion or antagonism, it's like a flower, it exists among the many yet never announces itself nor does it demand an audience, it's just there, in the garden of numerous flowers, nothing takes away from THAT flower.
It can be difficult to understand in a culture heavily inundated with the idea of individuality, but the reality is, individuality is the illusion, it projects a false sense, but it is a garden, like mushrooms, the spores spread and are everywhere, there is no distinction[only surface things to distinguish].
Mind you, demarcations are always invisible lines, meaning, it's not there. Imagined boundaries.
Mental yield(my) - what is gathered and accumulated, collected in that collective mind
Op(operating program) - the conditions that mind meets based on idiosyncrasies shaped through the pattern set; a person programmed to believe functions in a way where their mind is constantly running ideologies such as faith, hope, etc.
Ic(intellectual conductivity) - stimulus is derived from externalities such as excessive knowledge, direction from authority, and the rest that supply the subject and the narrative wound up from a cylindrically laddered motion detect system, this cloud judges what enters the portending mobile force field.
The density and range of these containment fields vary, however, the substance of them remain the same. Fear of disturbance. Fear base.
The basis of fear has fragmented roots that rise into branches while the root remains untouched. The branches resemble a fractal, the nature of fragmenting is to break apart, needless to say, the brokenness comes from the same family, serving the one master that also obeys this integral format and structure, in the case of fear, it is thought.
The thought entity is osmotic and backwards, reversing and spreading, deviating and distracting, cunning and helical, a chain that builds each link, memetic and clandestine in nature, in and out like the tide.
The stream of consciousness narrowed down to a drop.
Through the drop, the perspective is a prism, refracted and diffraction overlapping, complexities pour into the lens, this, the filter. A watery grave, leagues, at the surface, trickling into the mind, extracting the wave that eke out as a river splitting, providing the pond movement. The continuum.
Continuity of the drop is a drip. Impressions streaming.
Threats are perceived by the figment, an aperture inundating itself. The interference itself interfered with, builds a defense, so commences a vibration, the fluctuating disturbance. A self-creating mechanism that externalizes it's parts, escaping from view by its own merit, belie the one that beholds upholds what is being, what's been the source separates and redistributes through external sources to internalize and replicate the formula, a concoction and condition of such an apparatus self-contained, irregularity in the matrix, the matrix itself and part of that. What originates from the figment is its own imagination, integrated into a loosely based reality of projection and screen, film and reel, proponent of time.
<Time and fear go together in an interrelated relationship, symbiotic, the feature of experience. Is experience an analysis of the two? And who/what is the experienced and the entity in the experience? Is there an experiencer? Who creates the experience?>