Sacred Beaches --
There are no jpeg's here, no uploaded photos from the cellular device. There are no WiFi hot spot, no cellular "bars" with all its attendant double-entendre. We are not just prisoners of our own device. We can check out any time we want, but we never really leave this place . . .
There are no photos here . . . yet altogether our endless portion of sacred images, semes, memes, indexes, icons, symbols.
You will not see us linked to FaceBite, no Twits, no Google . . . OK, there's this blog, and my FaceBite links here . . .
Fourt Wenty, TokeLand WA -- FaceBite
Allison Wunderland, ". . . down the rabbit hole . . . " FaceBite
OK, so there's that, the part where we are connected and relating the heuristicals of the Sacred Beaches.
But you'll not see any images . . . That would be heresy.
The path to the sacred beaches is long and difficult. The path requires planning, patience, insight, experience. The path demands body and soul; one must be fit; one must be ontologically receptive.
The Sacred Beach is cloistered -- Woe the novice who would enter unchastened!
The Sacred Beach is a restricted place, "Beware all ye who enter herein!"
The Sacred Beach is a closed enclave, a Sacred, Secret Order. One does not don the robes nor cross the line without sponsorship, initiation, a long period of assimilation, hydro-baptissimo . . .
There are no images of the Sacred Beach . . .
The Sacred Beach is the image that cannot be imag-ined --
Yah·weh ˈyäˌwā,-ˌwe,-ˌvā/ noun: Yahweh; noun: Yahveh
a form of the Hebrew name of God used in the Bible. The name came to be regarded by Jews ( circa 300 BC) as too sacred to be spoken, and the vowel sounds are uncertain.