xevious2030

Xevious2030 is a paradigm shift.  It has a year, but it is a history, it is, and it will be. What it becomes is known, and still to be determined. God has the capacity to know, and the capacity to not know. Knowing all things at all times is not an interesting way to be. And so, by not knowing, all are free to determine their own future, in the way they do, to bring about eventuality.  They have a smaller knowing, man.

In this smaller knowing, patterns emerge.  In these patterns, truths are identifiable. Not the absolute sort of truths, but the things of probability, things that are likely and not. Some of these likelihoods and not are maters with only physical influence, and some are not. A few can roll the dice, and they will almost always turn up against the odds, good or bad.

In these truths, structure can be be acquired. Stability occurs. The sun rises. The sun sets. Every day. At least on most days. and then, upon occasion, the sun stops.  However so infrequently and for however brief of time, it stops. and when the sun stops, that is a paradigm shift.

Now, the sun stopping can be literal, or it can be metaphor. The point is, what is always, sometimes is not, and this is what unites the literal with the metaphor. This is what they have in common.

Behind the literal, and behind the metaphor, in the human experience of today, there is the commonality, xevious2030. Man is at a crossroads, and what he thinks he knows, he can not, because he does not know what was. And what he thinks was, was not.  We live in a period of ever-present inversion, where good is renamed evil, and evil is renamed good.  How much renaming there has been, and is, most are unaware.

In the past, there was a parable about three blind men feeling an elephant, unknowing what is beyond their feel, knowing what they know, and not what they don't. And yet, without regard to perception, there is the elephant, what it is. That is xevious2030, and knowing xevious2030 is knowing the elephant.

Note that I am not a grammar fiend, and at times I am. If I use grammar incorrectly, or mistake spelling, or I spell check drop the ball, I don't care. But I might care. My place, my rules, fickle as they may be at times, stable at others. Nothing is equal here. Nothing is free here. Except when it is. And with whom it is. Welcome to paradigm shift.

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