What are we if not confused a large portion of our lives? One mind in multiple different directions, dictating to the external versions of ourselves a life we wish to be true but because it is only a split personality of our true intent we find what we see as a bizarre-o world version of what we actually wanted.
The wishes granted then are of a life we have all asked for, a life of our greatest desires and dreams exist as if we had made wishes with the devil and not the God of our Heavens.
Why is it that we are constantly split? Where in life do we need more than one direction to go, not knowing that we may find peace in any direction. We are without a course, floating aimlessly in space until we are so sick of the nothingness that we decide for ourself the next direction we head in will be the last, even if it is the wrong way. We will make it right, because this ceaseless back and forth of this way or that has driven us mad and almost killed us.
So, this way will do just fine, thanks.
People ignore death.
When searching only for life’s bounty
People ignore death.
Only those who don’t strive after life
Truly respect life.
TTC 75 (Addiss & Lombardo)
The fear of the many is that there is, and never has been a true North for any of us. We are the aimless, distracted, wayward, sons and daughters of an accidental happening in the Universe.
To feel so lost and only want to be found, we run, we run so fucking hard in search of others. In search of some meaning, some purpose.
Why are we here?
“If you want something you never had,
You have to do something you’ve never done.”
-Unknown-
We search for the feeling we think we know we want. It feels something like, peace, something like fulfillment, something like love, compassion, understanding.
We have searched all our lives for something we know nothing about, using feelings we have spent very little time with. We are lost because we believe ourselves to be seperate.
We run in circles looking for the feeling that feels like a lot of things, but boils down to this.
We want to feel like we belong.
A belonging that goes on and on for all time.
We look around ourselves and say I see the only thing out of place here is me.
We find ourselves separate so that no amount of searching could ever place us in the right direction. We could never find our place even if we had eternity to search for it outside ourselves. Because it does not exist anywhere but where we are.
We keep looking for what looks like us so that we belong because we can not see that we are apart of the whole damn thing. A happening in the Universe, like the stars and the trees, the birds and the bees.
If a searching place is where we abide then the soul may never rest but at your side,
Come to peace with what you are, the natural happening of the stars.
Instead of seeking let us find, bonded together for all of time,
An eternal embrace of Yin and Yang
One to one forever the same.
M. W. Whiteside
We can not see for the eyes we were given. Our noses make us weak to the scent of substance. Hands that feel pleasure and pain and ears that allow all sounds in the same.
Lost forever, until we choose something different. We must only choose to find ourselves here, right now and in so we are no longer lost. Seeing ourselves as wholly one with all the Universe and everything in it our direction and place becomes clear.
We are the happening of cosmic beauty, as the blooming of a flower is the percussive sound of spring. A vibrant vibration that makes the senses ring for no other reason than the joy it brings.
Can we abide in that glory, in the space that allows us to be the magnificent unfolding of a bang that started at the beginning of time and extends all the way to us with the same Universe creating force?
That is the sameness we are in. The separateness is only a feeling created by the senses to delude our own eternal happening. When you find that you are found, you will feel the footsteps of God on the ground. You will feel the moving of the Tao through all things and you will see the individual experience of all of life.
“Five colors darken the eyes.
Five tones deaden the ears.
Five tastes jade the palate.
Hunting and racing madden the heart.
Exotic goods ensnarl human lives.
Therefore the Sage
Takes care of the belly, not the eye,
Choose one, rejects the other.
TTC 12 (Addiss & Lombardo)
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