(Diagram of a Differentiated Mandalaform Fabricator)
Adam Blatner, Imagination-ologist
July 12, 2013
(Other webpages of "Confabulations
at the bottom of the webpage linked above named "Papers.")
The cosmos unfolds, blossoms
like a flower. It "manifests." For decades I have been given
pictures I'm am impelled to draw-doodle. They begin as a ritual,
with some geometric forms, and then the muse gradually takes over
and fills them in. Mandalas unfold. Technically, they are
differentiated mandalaforms, because they don't have the clean
symmetry shown by most artists who draw mandalas. My muses tell me
that these, though, are more like how it is, really. I don't know
how much I believe them, but oh, well.
The following is a diagram of the super-gizmo that "makes"
mandalas, which is a very rough way of hinting at the
beyond-human-ability-to-understand mystery of how stuff really
happens. I mean I respect physics, etc., but that's like basic
arithmetic to angels. They're already multi-dimensional and think
in ways far more complex than human brains ever could.
So there's a lot---a LOT---lost in translation. Still, we humans
are on an upswing of consciousness. Sort of a puberty process of
the species. We are getting ready to "understand" more than when
we were psycho-spiritually "children." Not that puberty is a time
of high consciousness, but it offers many types of thinking that
we just couldn't wrap our minds around when we were children. That
there are more grown up phases yet go beyond the ability for the
angels to communicate to our pre-teen minds.
In the following picture, a sort of machine is portrayed. Hey, the
otherworld is beyond time, space, and form, so this is a very
diagrammatic portrayal. (Think of Plato's cave and on the cave
they were trying to show pictures of the fully-dimensional reality
beyond the picture. It wouldn't work for most folks, if you think
about it. But anyway, here's one version.
|This is all very metaphorical. For example,
there are no pulleys or gears or recognizable "mechanisms"
in the higher reaches of the ultimate processes of
manifestation. But how else can we describe the various
For example, the little "man" in the lower left-hand corner,
pressing the "button" to get the machinery turning. That is
symbolic language, folks. There is no "little man," but there is
an impetus, a will, a "lets do this thing" that is in there. Of
course, the thing has been "built" and just awaits a "little man"
to push the proverbial button. This is a symbolic expression of
the half-truth of personal will from the smaller to the greater,
but, hey, who made the "greater" that has a little button to push?
Riddle me that, hey.
At the upper left is a big ol' gear, representing the four
directions, directionality, the archetype of being oriented, the
sense that there really is an up and down and here and there and
yonder. All illusions, but necessary for humans so you won't walk
into the wall. Note that the top gear is not there. No
coincidence, and I'll leave that for you to interpret.
That's one of the things it's time your species---a much larger
percentage of your species---learns to do: interpret. There's an
art to this, there are better and worse interpretations, just like
there are better and worse ways of playing checkers. Right now you
do it like kids: Well it seemed like a good move. That seemed to
be plausible. Then your brain stops. It seems sufficient. The
operative word is "seems" and that is what you're about ready to
Not that there is a way it is really. That's like
saying there's a perfect way to play checkers. It wouldn't be a
game, then, would it? But better and better, that's the game for
humanity at this and the next few phases of your evolution.
(Oh, yeah, most of you still think there is a way it is, only one
way, the right way. Very popular in the early phases of the
species, and be encouraged, you haven't been the only species to
plow through this stage. But you're getting ready to graduate, so
this is a hint.)
At the left here (and at the lower right of the picture above) is
a configuration that looks like a bit of a military tank. Well,
that's at first glance, but appearances are deceptive. Still, it's
part of the cosmic message: Items that seem like separate and
fearsome instruments are really part of the overall plan. That's
part of the message of the Baghavad Gita. Notice the ambiguous
rudder-like configuration on the bottom right. Right! A rudder?
Going somewhere? Apparently. That's another word for "seems,"
though, if you think about it.
"The Brains" (picture to the right-->)
Also known as the "toot toot," this part of the picture suggest
that it is really running the show. Ego. It even
has a little whistle lower right on the picture. "See me run the
Yeah, sure. Notice that this "brain-like" part
is catty-corner from the little guy on the bottom left who pushes
the button. "But wait!" you might exclaim: "Check out the sort of
complex computer-chip diagram in the middle of this section. That
proves it's intelligent." See how the ego seduces? It only seems
like a computer chip diagram. Indeed, the whole drawing only
"seems." That's part of the point here!.
Not Yet a Mandalaform
Look at the center of the diagram, the pre-mandala. Actually, what
it takes to make a mandalaform is (in our world) a straight edge
or ruler, a compass, a pencil, and a bunch of movements. So what
you see there is by no means a finished mandala. It is a diagram
of the many movements, the pencil lines, the erasing, the steps in
making up a mandala. You never see this in the picture.
Occasionally when it hasn't been erased enough you can see the
different lines. In the three-dimensional cosmos we can perceive
(which is really the projection into a many-dimensional common
space from many other dimensions in which our individual
personality form their own many-dimensional spaces, the
co-construction of a consensus world is a mighty great project.
There's nothing like in anywhere in the heavens (of many yet-other
Explaining all these moves would take more words than could be
marshaled to write all the books you have on your planet, and
indeed there are no adequate translations for half of the
maneuvers; mildly adequate translations for half of the half; and
the last quarter are put together so that they interface with many
of the other elements.
Oh, all right, but don't say I didn't warn you: At 12 o'clock
there is an arrow-form up, which points towards the future and
towards the higher perspective and towards higher values. You
could write a book about higher, up, and the whole theme of more,
value, good, better, better yet, the goal, what they all have to
do with you and the world, and whether the whole thing is an
illusion---a sop to the cynics, who if they wish, can be as stuck
on the darkling plain waiting for Godot. But for me and those who
hope and dream, it's up, forward, and don't forget---because of
course we are easily distracted and humans often forget. (That is
to say, there are lots of not-up ways of being!: Plotting revenge,
getting even, I'll show them, I'll prove it, see how much I've
got, aren't you impressed, I hate you back so much I'll kill your
Just below that there is a crooked arrow struggling to get up, but
it has been twisted or gone back and forth. Duh. Like me and you,
huh? Trying but it's not easy. As you go forward, you wobble. Not
wobbling is not easy. Even on a tight-rope, you wobble. Lesson
here, don't fight it, just come back, rebalance.
So that middle diagram is chock full of life lessons.
Well, that's enough for now.