What is this Life
philosophic inquiry into life and meaning
...if truth were not for man the desire for truth would not be as a burning unrest in his heart...
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Here you will find personal musings, open ended questions,
thought experimentation and random happenings (and maybe a comic or two).
"We've all been there. Where you're at now, we've been there. Done it, seen it. Were it. Were you who you were, who've you've been and who you'll be. Your friends, family, co-workers. They were all all us once and we were them. We know. We've BEEN there. Or will be. The time doesn't matter just that we know.
This is what we are, all of us have been you and it's OKAY. It all works out in the end. You just need to know that right now you don't need to know everything or how it will all work out. Just know that it does work out OK?"
What does that even mean? And who is "we?" Is this a collective consciousness trying to reassure this tired fool?
"To really know another you must become another. We all get our turn being everyone else. At a future time or a past time or at the same time. Sometimes the boundaries fall like a veil falls and we get a glimpse, a glimpse of our own connectedness and lack of separation from one another. It doesn't mean anything. It just is the way this reality is. We all get to play our parts. ALL of them. And it is all happening now at the same time.
Who we aren't isn't as important either as who you are now. We cannot be you as you now. Only you can. Treasure this experience because it will not last and you will be gone one day. But no one ever really leaves. Forms come and go but what is forever is forever. Don't worry about death, or if you'll really experience that true love you keep obsessing about. Let all that go and be who you are. Let the divine flow though you and you'll know what you need to when you need to.
You're going to stumble. Skin a knee, bruise a wrist. Pain hurts. Heartbreaks. Endings. Sunsets. But you'll heal and see the sunrise and the beautiful things of life are also available to you if you'll allow yourself to see them. They come in small things, unnoticed until you look. Then are immensely grateful you did. This is our promise to you. Empathy is having been there and being there now. The separation seems infinite but is only a little trick of a blink of an eye."
It doesn't feel that way. Everything has a finality to it. And explosive, forever, irretrievable conclusion of no turning back and no looking back some times when it gets intense.
"This is true. And it does seem that way. The good news is that it really isn't like that. Once you can see further you'll know. Hike up the mountain and reach the peak then all talk about the little bits of sun seen previously through the trees will be meaningless when you can see without obstruction."
The sound of wind chimes when no one is home.
An old boot by the water's edge, forgotten.
The ocean of stars, tiny pinpricks of light piercing the night sky.
The Silence which both quickens and stills the heart at the same time.
Are these all within me?
Did I just cause that to happen or did I just notice it whereas before I didn't notice it?
Does thought cause creation?
From Myst: The Book of Atrus:
"At first he had dismissed the notion as a foolish one. Of course they created these worlds. They had to be! How else would they come into being in such precise and predictable forms? Besides, it was simply not possible that an infinite supply of different worlds existed out there, waiting to be tapped. Yet the more he'd thought about it, the more he had come to question his father's simpler explanation."
Are we creating or merely 'linking in' to a pre-existing possibility?
"How will you become a clear mirror if you resent being polished?" -Rumi
If there is not polishing due to there being no mirror, how can there be resentment?