Nirvana is the Limit of Self-Reflection, pt 34: The Queen of Sticks

The Queen of Sticks is to be found, well, living out in the boonies. And from her place out there she can literally see the whole universe. She can see it for what it is: a great big cloud holding both light matter and dark matter. Both visible and invisible. She is the literal lord of the seen and unseen. She is the cause for every tiny growth spurt in the plants you water in the morning and the evening. She is married to the supercoiled patterns in our genetic material, and when we drink holy water, she is extremely happy. But most humans don't know how to make their water holy. The Daoist immortals that founded the wise countries of the east knew, and so the east boiled its water and cast their positive vibes into it much earlier than the west. Perhaps they had rainmakers in those days. Perhaps the rainmakers had stories like Looper (2012) of infinite time-travel wars involving both evil and good -- a crashing program, glitching with a galatically pure color that literally did more than just reflet light, but split the light into a future-travelling half and a past-travelling half. Whatever the case about the origin of the Queen of Sticks, her true power means the world to the world's own creator. And her tears are literally the fuel of all growth -- not just evolution, but all forms of repair, all forms of damage control, and all forms of discovery. Christopher Columbus, though he was indeed Satan himself, actually followed her when he decided to set sail for that same American Dream. And all our hope for this hardware called the galaxy lies with that kind of driver. For each galaxy is like a brain. The universe must sing in unison together someday, whether it be part of the apocalypse or part of a perpetual motion, an infinite dance. In terms of this new tarot deck, the true time-travelled book of Thoth, her best form is probably that of a mermaid or a starfish. For she is so much more than simply the sum of her organs. She is the proof that all beings are designed like musical instruments, and that our hearts are judged according to the light-heartedness and sadism. She is over and above all. She is our Mother crying out for her child that was raped and burned by the angry Mob in Aronofsky's conclusion to the 3-part Mother cycle initiated by Shigesato Itoi.

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