Keiden Ivankovic –  Random Writings Collection – 11 PM 7/31/25 – #1: “Nature Knows You”

              Our bodies contain minds that relay frequencies; the advent of the relay, the advent of the Hertzian model, the system being built to serve the societal order – I trust being the same human. Only higher above the earth, I still keep my preference as I know it to be: I keep myself safe by living near the earth’s surface. I don’t mind the tone of being earthbound, or maybe I do – what I can see here, I know is manmade; hear now, needs to be accounted for; to think through to your taste (whether the same/unlike “what you taste”) is a typical first-complexity to your knowledge of “either/or,” mostly always a test to take on about the metaphor; feel as though, is relative to expectations; to the hindbrain, the smell in the air, changes automatically what you are to start thinking about; all touch can be felt on the skin’s surface, has memory in my human DNA;

I can think, in my mind, and I can really start to think so: this leaves me curious about more of the same. I may truly be so true to some cause, that I am the only one to know it in my heart. That the lifestyle I maintain has kept me here so “earthbound” to remind myself of the person I am surely to become seriously a serious fixture as; re-casted, by ways realistically sent into what it means to become more familiar at large – it’s the life found within the heartfelt-scope of life.

How we often find others, individuals, such as myself, learning how to breathe more life, into each day of life spent making more profound moments each year. Nature has become gentle with us here to protect one another; it is a keen sense of being – you learn to express yourself, and hope the love you share is justified with the meaning put in and value given, to a more realistic sense. Utility is the common denominator.

Just see it as a defense of a complex means of expression, but also as something I can keep editing to add “texture;” I shall write enough into this, that it finds me circling back to the way I am to grasp the more nuanced concepts of myself; and that is what this writing is about – it’s what I find profound to me in my psyche.

I mean life for all of us just happens—as it does so happen—happen to be a valid mesoscopic collection of facts, and it is that clear that I am just one earthling whom does not wish to ever waste time – to me, appreciating time comes with the form and function of the heart; pumping at each moment as it transforms my being to more energy throughout the day, into the facets of minute observations of each detail that somehow people just know evolved from within and around the story of that day in your life—with you at the focus.

That’s where I must be pure enough to keep, wholesomely, the world in my eyes; and let the world of all the souls in modes of living and acquisition of our needs, get in line for more activity or as much as it takes to keep our enterprise alive – to maintain organizational sustainment, to be the same I tomorrow as I was today—I’m just a man; I’m not your pawn – to those who hardly understand—I stay awake at night for the same reasons that I know you will eschew—despite what you know—I plan to sit each day and to write my expressions. I plan to worry about nothing much given any thought of regression, I ask only for better progression than the ones you have heard but often forgetting the names of the melodies I composed. No, I suppose it’s still “always” true: I don’t have to ask for the sun to rise even though I know of clouds, lightning, and rain in our forecast last week, or the moon to keep up as a rock flies too close and slowly disappears!

As for the nurture of the self I keep going steady—I just aim to grow, go deep into life and existence within the realms of what I can design in my room, where the world is at bey. (On course, I keep living my life this way. I do so with vigor.) It just happens to be the same as I’ve always known myself to be somewhere higher on the totem pole; it’s the same as saying: I am beyond any lowly means of preservation & survival ( of any kind ).

As I am as I know myself to be; I know I am happy today as well as I shall be tomorrow, long before the earth’s solar center keeps us and I know it through induction to rise again. That it always will, and does similarly as though it’s the same – only adjusted to the seasons, I have no complaints, as I have shone a light from this chaotic place where all people who live, know how to grow peacefully if they are to survive, they survive as though they were conceived of like plants that keep the US economy rising.

“People” unlike “individuals,” make “media” hard to forgive – they do enough work just to keep us in our chairs laughing; which prompts the game creators of the world to derive equations to predict the masses and why they laugh; the masses have to try what they made, medications, to cure us of relapses and set backs and disruptions in the lower classes – not that I am lacking by any stretch of my imagination; it’s all I can eschew myself from the irony of the system—but you won’t have to worry about me that way, as the truth I keep alive (in my own “serious-ness bubble”) is that I appreciate the “quiet life.”

It’s Because, I know it wouldn’t be perfect having others know me the way I know myself. The fact is, I don’t need anyone to amuse, or kiss, or tuck into bed. And, you may assume you know why I said what I just wrote as if it was something that meant the same as what you would have meant had it been something that you said. Nothing is so simple. Just forget. Just don’t forget that things change.