Life the Great Mystery
Much has been said about the topic. However, this essay could be a short one.
In essence, Life is Nothing. All of the concepts that we, as humans, create about and around Life, are essentially just stories. Representations and repetitions of something that just can't be described in words. Or in any other form.
Life is Nothing. Which seems to leave us, as individual humans and people as a collective, into a precarious position. You are nothing as well.
The concepts that we create about ourselves, life on this planet and the causality of the world are illusory.
There is no greater meaning to any of this. No heaven. No hell.
And in this hopeless nothingness seems to be the paradox of Life.
In the Nothingness of Life is Freedom. Freedom that appears in myriad of forms, from beauty to destruction. This Freedom is something that our human condition cannot grasp, since it is nothing. Yet simultaneously, This is it.
Living love ever after? This is freedom. Dying in agony? This is freedom. Denying everything that is available here? This is freedom. Surrendering and relaxing into what is? This is freedom.
Even this essay is nothing. Merely an attempt to make a storyline about Life. The Great Mystery. Nothingness filled with Everything. This is it.
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The Relativity Theory of Life
Me is a plural form,
a number of different roles,
the aggregate sum of which
is zero.
An impossible equation,
where infinite
approaches non-existent.
In this equation
certainty
is relative.
Life is
99% random.
You get born. You will die.
There's that 1%.
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Breath Cycles
An impulse appears.
To write something about Life as a Cycle of Breathing. Once again, however logical or intuitive this appears to be, it is merely a story.
Life seems to appear in all of us as a cyclical pattern.
Breathing in – opening up into something new – spring in nature with flowering and blooming.
A flash of something – a change?
Breathing out – closing down on the old – autumn in nature with leaves dropping and decaying.
This cycle appears to happen within and around us. And as a part of the Human Condition, we seem to create stories around and about it. With identification and stories come emotions.
Part of the Human Condition is to have an ongoing negotiation with Life. “Yes, I understand, that Life is Everything. But is it that also?!”
“Yes, I understand, that Life is Nothing. But maybe it could be this, though?!”
With the Breath Cycle, there also appears these Realizations.
Maybe, just maybe, This is it.
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The Divinity Manual - A Seeming Journey to Nowhere
A Mystery in the making.
This book seems to attempt the impossible. To define something, that can not be distinctively said.
This book is an invitation onto a Journey. A seeming journey of an individual, who appears to grow and evolve towards an ultimate realization.
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[Non] Experience
What if you could open up a page,
an invitation to a contemplation,
into a conversation with the absolute?
This book is an invitation onto a Contemplation.