I don't expect to expect the realm of reality is a realm of reality. There has to be something binding everything that's everything together. I expect that to be a plausible contemplation of something that I could never contemplate due to the fact that is beyond my aptitude to comprehend. I do have an understanding to be certain that is a compilation of the way in which the world in which we live tends to work and with this understanding I can understand the the vector of the summarization of this realm is something like a computer simulation that can or can't be manipulated to a degree of certainty that can only be progressed over time with a correspondence of the factor in which time resides.

There will be a moment when everything becomes clear. In that litterol second all will seem like a finalized contortion of consortium convection. When that happens you will know who is who what is what and everything about them. When this happens look at them as if who they are is who they are. Don't expect to know them for a lie will concisely bring you to a conclusion of their own choosing.

Today was a day that started off on accord of all the rest. I woke up in turmoil and expected a vector of completion but I found myself right where I was, waiting for something to come to fruitation. Eventually everything has to come to be the way it was planned. If things do perfectly perplex to the status of completion then all will manifest to my liking.