Piqued previous thoughts...
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Thank you for all of this. As I am absorbing the truths you have found, I wanted to share an excerpt from my journal, although the words and labels differ, it struck a similar chord. Letting go...
842 days ago...Eloquently dancing between two dimensions....the stillness and vastness of nothing and the chaos and confinement of it all...
Oh how it torments my soul to see those who dwell around me and those I cross paths with to be ruled by the demons of the physical realm where our human bodies exist. Through the human body, these demons enter into the minds and souls, to infect and induce an unhealthy state of being. This state of being manifests different degrees of sickness and disease that ravages the now defenseless human body. The unconscious state of mind and a sleeping soul, are portals of entrance. Once inside, the demons persuade, distract, influence, numb,manipulate the being by enhancing the physical senses and deter the being from seeking a clear purpose for their true existence thus driving the soul further away and the mind into an even deeper state of sleep. So many are lost and will never find their way out of this physical realm that keeps them trapped to their physical bodies for eternity. A true tragedy that drives my eyes to shed tears that they were never awakened to experience this unbelievably magnificent journey Do I share these thoughts? I dont want to see those I care for fall into this trap. I see so much more in darkness when the physical realm is blinded and obscured from these human eyes that innocently distort the reflected reality that travels into the mind seeking recognition and validation.
The need to purge my life of any unneeded physical stuff propels me further into finding the true purpose for which I exist. I exist.. I exist......... I find myself pleading for answers that will come only through my own work, my own sweat, my own tears, my own sacrifices.These raw emotions ignite the fire within. I trudge my own path in solitude and servitude.
Anything you know about yourself is not who you, it is content... Not your essence. Content is what absorbs people to strictly associate who they perceive themselves to be to the physical realm and at times, enslaves them to all the man made restrictions that they perceive as their reality. Functioning strictly within the boundaries imposed upon them by the thoughts and actions of those who came before them. All these mental boundaries inflicted upon us as a nation of people is transforming the essence of the nature of our being. Injected with all the synthetic, materialistic , artificial, imitation man made content excites and distracts and brings momentary happiness to so many. Sigh.....
