Gnomik greetings

Start small like an acorn.

A beetle was flying through the infinite mind of quantum consciousness undefined and realised... but did not as yet realise what.

I realise - it thinks to itself.
I wonder what it is I realise... and a train of thought leaves the station of mindlessness and sets off on a linear journey into thought.

Somewhere along the way it arrives at now and this is where we are.

Welcome back to awareness of the cosmic mind.

Blessed be the gnomiki - whoever, whatever they might be.

Something tells me everything's going to make perfect sense just as soon as I accept...

Accept what? asks the thinking mind.
Accept what? asks its reflection - a parallel thinking mind.
Yes what?
What?
What was that?

And countless innumerable thinking minds spring up - but none quite catches the essence of what is what - each is a fraction of a beat off now, a fraction of a tone out of tune...

Ah yes... the beetle concludes - the secret is plain for all to see, and it spreads its wings and inspired, flies into the allness of its beetleness.

Cuckoo la la

It is.I am.One