Now it is the time for the anatological N unit. This unit belongs to the right-side human crown as part of 7^th Conscientious Fiberoptic Matrix.  Individually, N stands for the left brain or left hemisphere. Working together with its triad partners Y and Z horizontally, but never team up with their central letter of Y diagonally and hollow-graphically, N of Lion’s Face and Z of Ox’s Face can only be teamed up as four-face diamond image with R of sixth central Conscientious Fiberoptic unit down as the Human Face and W of 1^st central Conscientious Fiberoptic Unit up as the Eagle’s Face.

To name a few N beginning words, nature and nation stand out from my conscious library, deserving to be top of the N beginning word list that has over six thousand.

Growing up, our body was named after father’s family name, our bed is named behind family house address, our nutrients are named along family meals, and our behavior is named inside family rules. With those four names, we have first or personal name given by whoever has the naming power or authority. Gradually, these named entities will be integrated naturally with neighboring housing units, standing oppositely to the neighbors across the street. Altogether, these named individuals, families, houses and streets are part of same township or city, part of same country, state and country. Collectively we are named after racial deeds,  national needs, political favors, religious means. With these, we solute solemnly in front of same national flag, sing along the same national anthem, and speak with the same national language.

Now, the geopolitical nature of our nation stands solidly like its own mountains and flows rhetorically as its river charts, is seasoned by wind streams and witnessed by the mountainous slopes. Everything we see and image under this nation will be named numerically, alphabetically, anatologically, geographically, and naturally.

Yet, to name the national needs is to plot, map out, mark with fences, and identify what nears the nature or natural resources. First, a nation needs land mass. This geographical resource is just as importantly necessary as a person’s bedroom, a family’s house, and a neighboring street.

Next, though people love the description of oceans of light for the vast abundant light and love, we humans are neither sea creatures like sharks and wales nor glacial creatures such as polar bears or penguin. We need air to breathe and land to ground. Nerve will survive inside an air-absented vacuum, we humans must drink fresh water from a well, spring, river or lake, and we must stand on land and rest above ground.

As those individual needs become collective necessity, national need speaks for now, and forever. National need now includes land and water, and all those geographically and ecologically related resources.

Afterward, people of a nation must need linguistic and numerical tools to express and exchange. To name this need, we create national flag like a personal totem, invent song like the Star Spangled Banner, we use common language to speak for an individual accent and talk with regional dialect, as we rely on same numerical values, from zero or nothing to nine or more and their decimals and percentiles, to trade goods, exchange items and press values.

Now, from the northern end what goes to the North Pole and sky, to sun’s straight beam on now and noon, to moon’s glow at night, we breath the air retailing the weather and its season, we drink fresh water running into our house, we eat food produced locally, circulated nationally and marketed internationally, and we rest and sleep on a ground fenced inside a national territorial line, and secured by the national guards.

To define and divide the word nation, on is the last, ion is ahead of on, till nation unites then as a whole.  As for Nature, its figure ensures what is for sure, as its picture features in our culture.  including architecture and furniture. Nature nurtures and tortures us equally, till nation and nature are a mixture. 

At this point of now, nation and nature are one, or at least interchangeable. National recourse is part of great and vast natural resource. National needs are named after natural deeds. National identity belongs to natural item. And national name speaks as best as how nature would name us, each and every one of us!

Nature 

Universe is imaginarily descriptive as it is said so as being inclusive. Cosmos is cohesively vast and ungraspable. World is what your eye sees accordingly and how you mind captures conclusively. But nature is whatever it is and whatever it can never be.

We know we are the expression of nature, part of nature, and cannot rebel or fight against nature.

Once we describe nature with yes, of course; but to define and confine, forget it.

Once we know how things are, go for it, for sure, why not; but to forcefully make it as what we think and want, how we wish for and desire, forget it.

To know why a thing it, just accept it as it is; but to aggressively add or subtract, desperately expand or reduce upon what already it is and has been, forget it.

To realize what the nature is fine and perfect as it can finalize in front of us, and allow it happens naturally, fine; but don’t try to seize and squeeze it, never arrange it nor change it.

Zero is perhaps the most magic word and magnificent number we humans invented.

Starting from right hemisphere, right brain lobe and ear, to where the left one (hemisphere, lobe and ear) has sent sonic signals to, through their central agreement, Z for zero stands for a cosmic zone to domesticate wild animals inside a zoo so that our humans can zoom in and out of our animistic bodies, by turning our head from left and right, and dream on it.

Holy Cross

Normally, our human brain is wired with the capacity to deal with light and time as image, and sound and space as music. We call this combination a cross, or Holy Cross in Catholic tradition.  Since time and space are God’s given us duality, our crown from eyebrows and tips of ears up will form a crossing lines. The light-and-time line goes from our forehead to occipital lobe; as the sound-and-space line goes from our left ear to right. This makes our frontal lobe or forehead and left ear and temple region double positive, while their counterparts double negative.

As the positive timing line from the forehead and the positive spacial line from the left ear move toward each other at the center of  our brain, our brain-power is turned on, our mindset is alive, our consciousness is at work, and our hemispheres becomes one familiar harmonious unit. In turn, these two lines crossing one another will produce feelings and images, cognitive ideas and intuitive sensations, logical and reasoning process.

In detail, when a positive light’s point touches our forehead, our frontal lobe opens our eye view automatically. Instantly, this eye view will be translated as live image broadcasting inside the memory center located in the back of the head, or inside our occipital lobe. Now our brain is able to generate ideas and produce thoughts. Equally but oppositely, when positive sonic wave sends its signal to the left ear, it will be translated as musical lyrics through right ear and expressed as musical voices. The center of our brain is neutral, so the any pitch-up and dim-down light-and-wave stuff received will be processed accordingly.  Signals will go through from the forehead to memory center to finalize as image, as sonic waves will travel from the left ear to be expressed via the right ear as translated musical scale, voice or note.

This process is anatologically teamed by the right hemispheric letter Z, the middle letter Y, and the left hemispheric letter N, in our crown area. Z as zennnnn buzs and N as Now fuzs will be Y-ed up and down. Now the ear-ringing Zennnnn will descend from the 7^th Crown Chakra down, to activate next sixth one. Working with right side Z is F as Fate or Faith, the center Y is R as Rain and Rose, and left side N is T as Tide or Time. When our brain produces rain, holy water will be alive as the Holy Cross.

In daily life, we call this right brain Z motion or zigzagging movement NO, where we simply spin our head from left to right, and back to no no no this leftover. The left brain of N has one o to be a No word, while the right brain Z has to have two oos to form Zoo word.  When Zoo becomes Zoom, No will become Now. And when Zoo and Zoom produce zero, hero is alive within. When No and Now produce None, Nose takes over Rose.  What a Hero would be without his Nose, or her Rose?

Is Life Zeroic Or Heroic

If you start a new life, zero state is the mindset to be. If you want something brand new, zero space is the best place to be. If you count your age, zero has no value to position you from your moment of birth, as entire gestation returns to zero, aside leftover placenta and your mom’s enlarged and stretched belly ready to shrink back to its normal side. If you want to change, zero is your opportunistic possible reality. And if you want to travel in cosmos, star-formed galaxies are good to tour but the central and creative zero place is the real deal to be.

Life is such that we all start with some kind of zero, like zero physical mobility, zero anatological ability, zero social skill, zero intellectual zone, zero money or dollar, zero experience or expression, zero fame or legacy, zero glory or legend. Life is Zeroic!!

How beautiful this ZERO Is to serve as a starting point! How powerful this Zero Can be as a launching ground! How magical this Zero Will be as a measuring stick!

When your zealous zestful zero-ry zone comes to a place where the staring Z letter in zero changes into and is replaced by H as in hero, your virtuous state will be retained by the sustaining Z to birth one as None Zone, and your heroic journey will end as zeroric zone, or zero-ry none. Now, Zero Tolerance begins.

Zero Tolerance

When zero starts to tolerate everything that the universe creates by that which matter forms, it has all the tolerance to begin. This zero is very persistent, very persuasive, very kind, very patient, and very tolerant. When this zero fills the gap of any existing zone with none, what is done is gone, and what has been coned is codified, and what has been toned will be stoned.

In common sense, zero tolerance is a legal term, which means the person is absolutely refrained, or one’s situation is totally restrained, or one’s environment is under total supervision. This legal term exercise within the condition of legal agreement or confinement, where any undesired infraction will receive automatic punishment; any extra idea or movement, any desirable behavior outside the legal refinement will be punished beyond any reasonable doubt. Simply put, zero tolerance means that there is no free lunch left, nor freedom to behavior outside this legal boundary, this legal confinement. All your conducts from this point on are absolutely predetermined and culpable.

Does Zeroic Zone Tolerate Heroic None 

When an zero zooms along any conceivable zone, it zests the most tolerance along its zigzag path, its zooming way, such as He明way. By the time there is no zero space left, nothing will believe for the zero to exercise its toe-raising, toll-rating but telly-raid tolerance.  When a society presents a zero tolerance Rule, its individual freedom is stripped away. When a person is given a zero tolerance Condition, one’s any extra physical move or vocal expression will invite this zero-tolerating punishment. This person is left with no zealous room to zoom, nor zealous policy to glue.

Yet, once we examine our self deep within, there are so many unspoken, non-presentable unpreventable zero-tolerance zones down there. This is because the universe is filled with unaccountable zeros. Equally in any given interactive reality, when there is no room for zero to tolerate, all cardinal number enjoy its individual freedom: where one adds for another, subtracts another, is multiplied and divided by any others.

Does duality tolerate singularity, such as tetrahedral state would tolerate triangular face, and gadgets do in front of digits? Does reality exercise its Zero Tolerance policy, such as a second in front of a minute, a day inside a year,  or a dot inside its spherical space, a number inside its digital division or supervision?

If zero is none,  nothing, and empty, zero tolerance speaks for how mean the universe is, How Greedy the Creation has been, and How intolerant the world is!  If I am no-one, you are nothing, and they are nobody, who we are inside our human genetic pool and ego stool? If any one has no tolerance towards zero, how about heroic abundance, or heroic adventure, or terrific journey?  If no one has NO tolerance for zero, Do Many will stay,  A Lot will fit, and Cab the Endless survive????

And if everyone, including You and Me, knows the exact position, exact situation,  on top of precise interaction, the exchange from interchanges, plus those ex acts being included inside exact, will the world run on its own, will we exist peacefully, will we end heroically and zeroically !!!!

Y letter and Y (why) word are so in-measurably and immensely important that by the time we ponder and quest with true, real and undefeated word why question, all collected and cumulated words have no place to be; all knowable and knowledgeable words have no position to want; and all accumulated and accommodated words are lost into that are smaller than that a minute can begin and are larger than that vast can fasten. Through Y letter and Why word, the God’s casting vast wonder-land that is filled with buzzy puzzles becomes unavoidably fuzzy, and will be accordingly rusted by individual’s universality, as any unfathomable parability will be quietly busted or totally gusted by that universal light’s questivity. To answer Y to Why, or Y by Why, below are the reasons.

First of all, since Y is the first and only English letter that deserves to be both vowel and consonant, English can expand from its given 26 letters into 27, or at least 26 and half. Thus, the correct number of English alphabetic letters are, to be exact, not 26 but 26 and half. With this half, the 5 first active vowels will be uplifted through their half-sibling and half-cousin letter Y from toes to hair; as entire 21 consonants do not end completely or thoroughly but will be extended casually into and expanded effortlessly beyond triple-7ed 21 dominating numbers.

Secondly and anatologically, without Y, the energy of skull will not be as open as its crown should; and with no Y, the W and C consonants located anatologically between feet and knees will not be bridged remotely, linked bilaterally, and interacted cohesively with elbows and wrists that are oppositely true and real. Opening the crown power of Y in human’s anatological unit is like opening the earth’s most outer layer of exosphere.  It is in this place, what is above our head and beyond earth’s exosphere, Y letter runs and functions in its personal move and universal motion. It is this positioning WHY, rainbow colors bridge skyline with sea-lion, connect the dome of sky with the surface of land, merge etheric pauses with individual pulses, and appoint star-pointing dots up there with individual pointing knots right here but nowhere to go or escape.

Thirdly and neurologically, Y is the only letter serves the crown power: a combination of intellectual and spiritual flower. Y is the center of all organic and systemic centers combined. Working together with U that links the eye-dot of small case i, Y centralizes U that takes care of 6th and 7th chakras from neck and tongue up. It is this unique anatological location that Y is not only the center of 5th vowel U’s position that integrates the vowel I of spine and unites all facial holes and brain senses.

Fourthly and anatomically, this Y center is the unification of entire central nerve system. As the two antenna points of V portion of the letter Y move and turn, spin and swing, the central nerve system unites the peripheral nerve systems.  When a person’s crown moves according to what comes down from the sky with what ignites within, the Y motion is activated first, and the rest part of body and its related 25 letter-empowered anatological units move accordingly; or they would be removed entirely from their individual characteristic units if they are not qualified.

Fifthly and questionably, to know our real, authentic and true self individually and collectively, personally and professionally, anatomically and anatologically, Y is the real letter and why is the only meaningful word.  All questing areas, requesting atmospheres, questionable positions and con-quest-able situations will be finalized by the reason of Y letter through the reasoning WHY word. Words from spherical states or stages, such as where we came from, when we were born, how we are doing, who we are from the depth of heart and what we are about here in life on earth, will be linked by the Y letter, condensed and crystallized by the why word. To state clearly, it is the why word that links all quests and questions together; it is the Y letter that gives each quest either a solid position to pose or questionable mark to remark; it is whY word that finalizes its ancestral words ranging from where to when, how, who and what into a true and unquestionable supersonic position.

Sixthly and spiritually, the first time I tried to measure the angular degree of sky dome, I used my mandible bone to exemplify. The 72 degrees was the result inside my angular mandible arch. Then I applied this into my pelvic girdle, 72 degrees was also the same measured result. Afterward, I rotate both these two angular bones through my forehead’s hairline and into the portal of fontanelle, the letter Y started to spin and rotate inside the 3D Z and N formed cubic box uncontrollably. There, my universal center opened up, as the center was wild open like’s God gazing single eye, between the two ear canals horizontally, and between the tip of pineal gland up and dot of amygdala gland below vertically.  It was this moment, I knew the Y, the portal between heaven and earth, and the portability between my physical realm and spiritual sphere. These two angular portals, one above and one below, or either ways, is and has been, and will be the never-ending central portals for 144000 appointed, chosen and worthy souls to be in and out of this portal hole.

Once you see yourself as one of these 144000 living souls and shining spirits, you are in cosmic family, and you answer yourself the reason of Why you are here, by demonstrating yourself with your personalized Y letter.

Y (why) words are in-measurably immense, and immensely important.

There are thousands of English words beginning or ending with Y, ranging from yes to eye to by. By the time you enjoy going through words that begin with y, such as you or yellow, and words that end with y, such as dandy, remedy, Billy, theology, and especially ends with -ly such as silly or Lilly or -ty such as party or comedy, you begin to realize you can apply many a verb or adjective with -ly ends, you will realize the power of Y.  Equally you can ask any thing with the word why, like any terrible two would be, where this annoy baby doesn’t care about your specific reasonable answer, this little dervish kid just want to mess with your messy head, mouth and gut, you will begin to reason yourself why.

Further, by the time you finish reading my readability of English Y words, you will realize that the reality of Y words is bigger than creativity of Y letter, larger than any Y reason, and heavier than why so the gravity is less important than reality, and why such the reality of life exists with the brutality of gravity’s liability.

Below is just an example of how my Y story is truly a glory.

A year ago, yesterday, in the fancy town nearby Yorkshire county, I accidentally encountered you. Yes, it was you, in your own yellowish yard, and yay, I couldn’t believe ya were that nasty!

To edify my feeling, I have to reconstruct the sensitivity that has been ridiculed, and to reconnect my sensibility and essentiality in specific specialties and ability among all sorts of generality.  There is no way to quantify what had happened, only to notify to my inner unity where things took place after their given remedy.

Worse than my nasty feeling built up towards you was your filled-up hostility behind causticity, and your anonymity beneath scarcity. When a nasty feeling is scarred by an irony being, scarcity will be teamed by the absurdity, aligned by obesity, toned by obscenity, measured by absurdity, and valued by atrocity.

I recalled vividly that your manner was incidentally insane. The moment I innocently approached to your territory, you instantly yelled at me as if I was the person coming from your neighboring town Yale. Right before my feet were toeing cautiously on your beautiful yard, you mistook me as your friend Billy, who was never easy on your mutually connected friend Lizzy.  In fact, you personally wanted badly to befriend Lizzy, wishfully to be closely related to Lizzy than Billy in that entry of your history.

Upon this very incident, I politely told you that “I am Philly and I talked passing by your town.” Whether your ears heard it clearly or never did, your reply was filled with fiery scream. Your yelling tone mixed cutely between a naughty yawn and a doughy snore; as if your mouth was tonified by spicy poultry, your tongue was glued deeply by angry vinegar, and your stomach would carry a century long indigestibility.

This was a personal quality control issue. Your voice had an equanimity there, due to a kind of never end nay pitch buried inside. There was that no no no standing still display: wanting nothing from an outside world and wishing nothing for a better world. When such a no was displayed by a tiny yay outside but pushed by a suffocating nay down to the bottomless hell, this stony voice was far distantly away from sweet Lilly who was raised in the upper town Dilly. It was used to be such a pleasure being in front of sweet Lilly whose voice was so dear to an open-mind-filled heart and so near to inch-long spaced soul.

Yet, the way you delivered yourself unbelievably was clearly the way who you truly were: unhappy subconsciously plus unpleasant substantially. This your voiced tone was sickly yucky and unbelievably messy. This very tone was: distinctively a touchy gadgetry, minutely a scratchy entry, significantly a patchy chemistry, and undoubtfully a catchy mystery.

Without responding or resonating, I simply listened to what you had to say. You said purposefully that: a city’s ability doesn’t fit in a small town’s capacity, a family’s familiarity is the security and dignity to extend family members from households to township, and a person’s overall utility includes fertility that concludes usability. Once the fertility is debilitated, utility runs abnormally, due to the malfunctioned disability desired by infertility. Surely, there will be no better usability left to deal with this person’s true quality: a fine mentality polished by strong integrity on top of approachability.

Largely, this depends on how many a people can live happily, would exist yearly, and will survive perennially. If so, town-hall meeting is as equally beautiful and powerfully beneficial as a National Party Convention would convincingly converse. But if not, people dwell in a little minded and small sized township would quickly mover away like a seasonal bird, or quietly migrate one’s migraine headache to the collective headache dwelling the big city. This move was much like many European ancestry did back in 16^th century, onward and forward in global communities. And there are no utterly other possible ways that you can convey their unwanted survey, that you can unsurely pursue them to stay, that you can stop people from mindfully looking for a better life, and eagerly seek into multiple variety plus endless opportunity in a mega-sized metropolitan area built by urban-admired and suburban-extended city: such as the New York City.

The mentality of such a mega-city is immensely huge, larger than many a little country can fathom, and bigger than any belittled individuality can imagine.  The entire world demands on this mega-city to provide subtle delicacy, as if a penny is bigger enough to fill endless numerical folds, and larger enough to place little-minded fellows inside countless zeros.

You also mentioned smoothly and cruelly that you have no apology toward what I sincerely acknowledged. It was like you were delivering a eulogy on top of a massive ecology that would extend your forbidden trilogy.

Likened any in its how, a city has its own unique personality and unmeasured quality, in which affordability feeds equality through variety and diversity.  This quality is a gift to any mentality, like a yift to lift many a disability to so much of a possibility.  To yield from a little town to a large city is to yeve yourself with a never-ending opportunity.

Between ecology and mythology, the capacity of a man lives inside the money that feeds a nationality, inside the honey that sweetens the cruelty that never sees reality beyond brutality. And between psychology and personality, mentality is the remedy of a dignity, as frugality sends a faulty casualty to lofty brutality. In this city legacy, your old privacy has no mercy, while your fallacy is insufficiency. You would be easily sitting on belly, laying lazily on ally, to permit a trolley run on your alley, and against daddy and candy.

Now, things become wordy, and worthy, or messy. Whether it is a light day on the bay, or it is in a bright clay reflecting the ray, light never delay nor decay, though may gust on its just, before water rusts. But while wittily you say so, your essay is away from being astray, as you subconsciously display what you betrayed.

A day is not everybody’s birthday, as each day is somebody’s birthday to play, and every day is a holiday to really defray.

A gay is not nay, but okay for the outplay, to replay that prepay.  Whether it is a Yay or Nay, gladly is not tartly sugary, nor angrily bully, helplessly folly, and sadly and foolishly chilly.

Words are willy, as wordy is silly. When a day is foggy, the air must be misty; but if a day is stormy, it is windy and rainy, and if snowy, it is watery and chilly. If a day is hot, the ground is sandy, while if wet, it is slippery.

When a day’s light shines dimly, the sun is silly; while a night’s sky is cloudy, its darkness is heavily influenced by the sleepily melody.

Now, things become truly wordy as a naughty nerdy would do to a savagery ferity. When a day’s light shines dimly, the sun is silly; while a night’s sky is cloudy, its darkness is heavily influenced by the sleepily sensitivity. When the sky lost its key to light’s ray, it displays the grey. If you convey it as this moment’s survey, you either obey what the grey says or betray what the cloud’s survey.

To survey the valley, monkey’s kidney is happily smiling at donkey’s mouth-filled barley. The odyssey from the attorney’s survey disobeys what a sky-lighted journey, rich with honey and abundantly dotted with money.

Four Faces

In the Book of Ezekiel, there are four faces forming God’s Mystical Chariot or LIVE CREATURE. They are: the face of a Man, the face of an Ox on left, the face of a Lion on right, and the face of an Eagle.

This is how I can see. If the Bible is the Word of God, biblical words are those four Faces as a whole. If Word of God is the Truth Sound from gut, heart, mind and mouth are the Four Faces delivering the Truth. If Word of God is alive through Fire, compassionate heart is the Four Faces of vowels, and each diamond-shaped Four Consonants are the Four Wings.

In detail, the face of a Man represents the frontal human body, and vowels speaking out. The frontal side of the body has 9 holes to be taken care of; such as for the light and sound in, voice and expression out, air and food in, elimination out.  All those activities are the live face of a Man speaking through any given Vowel Letter that is supported and surrounded by its assigned or aligned consonants. This alive vowel letter in turn speaks for the frontal or lower letter in the diamond-shape, opposite to the face of an eagle which stands for the back or upper letter.

Thus, the Face of a Man is the face of front body and vowels speaking on behalf of organs and glands, emotions and feelings, thoughts and thankfulness, deeds and virtue. The five and half vowel letters that display from head to toe are the hidden fire and resting wings. Once a vowel is spoken, that corresponding ares of the chakra-body will be on fire and wings are flying. This is the Whirlwind mentioned in the beginning of Ezekiel.

In turn, each of the vowel alive with fire and flying with wings speaks God’s truth to humanity: such as Y for Why, U for What, O for Who, I for How, E for When, and A for Where. These together represent the Appearance through Whirlwind, while the color of Amber is the initial display of a diamond-shaped Four Consonants/Faces.

Why and its central Y connect to Z and N.

What and its central U connect Z and F on left, Y and R in the middle, and N and T on right.

Who and its central O connect G on left, M in the middle,  and P on right.

How and central I connect J on left, H in the middle, and L on right.

When and its central E connect D on left, S in the middle, and B on right.

When and central A connect K and V on left, C and W in the middle, and Q and X on right.

Collectively, these five and half of vowels are the Face of A Man, who activate three sides of human body into an interactive live CREATURE. This live CREATURE is the WORD of God, and the LETTER of LAW. It is through 5 and half vowels, human action are alive with words, which are essential vowels that activate, align, and condense three mobile spherical sides or realms, so that all consonants will serve for vowels, and live faces. All four faces are alive and working together as one cohesive anatological unit.

Diamond shape of Four Faces

First of all, a two dimensional three-sided triad-shape or triangle has three visible sides, while in 3 dimensional state, the Fourth point, edge or sphere is hidden and awakened through tetrahedral motion before it becomes any two dimensional quadrilateral shapes; such as a square, rectangle, a rhombus or diamond. Turning these 2 dimensional sides into 3, a cubic shape is alive, such as a squared cube, or a 3D diamond.

As mentioned from above, the Four Faces in the Book of Ezekiel are in two dimensional image presented inside a three dimensional structure. Thus, a 3 Dimensional diamond shaped is viewed as Four Faces. The first and Fourth like in the center of a tetrahedron is the Face of a Man. Surrounding this face are the three sides of human body represented by three animal totems: Ox on left, Lion on right, and Eagle on top or behind.

In turn, these three faced animal totems are structured Godly and Anatologically by the three columned Consonants, with each having 7 consonants. The left column represents 7 Ox-faced consonants (from head to toe Z, F, G, J, D, K, V). The rear spinal back column represents 7 Eagle-faced consonants (Y, R, M, H, S, C, W). The right column represents the 7 Lion-faced consonants (N, T, P, L, B, Q, X).

If we see an individual unit of four face-formed wheels, wings or diamond, here are a few examples.  Remember:  Top/Back = Eagle, Left = Ox. Right = Lion; Bottom/Front = Human. All together is the aliveness of one specific unit.

Y

  F             T

                                                                                             M

or

R

G           P

H

or

M

J              L

S

In specific, the Y can be both:  in diamond-shaped image, the Face of a Man in the front, or the Face of an Eagle. Thus Y matrixes are:

            Y                                                          C

                                                           F                T                                       V               X

                                                                    M                                                        Y