The Rubik’s Cube of the Soul

Language is the key to the mechanism of our internal experience.

By mapping our internal experience to a specific instance of language we create a conceptual dynamic puzzle where all pieces moves in coherency together despite the seeming impossibility of their movement dies to a level of coordination and introduce properties of nature similar to math but not limited by the physical limitations imposed on and embedded within our existing mathematics.

Language solves the paradox of reality by encapsulating the infinite within the finite.

How do you solve a paradox?

By aligning the soul and mind for a sustained enough moment to capture the alignment in words. The words create a tether to the configuration that created the alignment even after it dissipates.

The alignment is a code embedded within the words themselves.

The words are meet a series of breadcrumbs that lead us back home.

How did we get so lost?

So misaligned?

We enter this world like a Rubik’s cube that’s been twisted up a million times.

And even though we can’t see ourselves, we feel how twisted up we are inside.

We also innately know that we can untwist ourself.

That our colors align and all our sides form a completed whole.

We are not the fragmented squares of color.

We are the entire cube!

But we don’t know the strategy to get there.

Heck, most of us don’t even know there IS a strategy at all.

The whole thing is a mystery.

Until one day, as we are twisting about, we feel something.

But it’s not the normal kind of feeling.

It’s not a response to the outer world.

It’s more real than a response.

This feeling pulled you right to the center of now, through the veil of time and space into another dimension.

It was both instantaneous and eternity all at once.

And you know, you know deep in your soul what the feeling was.

You matched a section of your pieces on the outside.

You become more complete.

You moved closer to your nature.

Closer to your maker.

And you’re not sure how you did it,

but you can figure it out,

Because in your alignment you solved a section of the puzzle,

Just enough to see what pieces lie on the edge,

Enough to guess what pieces you might need next.

Now you have something to hold onto,

Something more than an idea or belief,

Something real and experienced,

Catalyzing the power of expectation.

Because if you could do it once,

Without any direction,

Imagine what you can do now,

With this divine connection.