In this world, from time to time i get a feeling i am living someone else dream, and sometimes nightmare. Chasing ghosts. Praying myths. Uncontrolled self. Dependent. A blind man trying to find colours.
I wish i could say i am any better than the society i live in. We are pretty much alike. Specialy in knowleddge. Both of us know grass isn’t greener on the other side. Both of us know we aren’t leading our lives nywhere wid deadend jobs. Both of us know everyone lives in fear. Both of us know how fucked up the world really is. The only difference is, they have decided to ignore it, i have decided to express it. And sometimes fight it.
I would be lying if i told u i never imagined myself a hero who saved the world from all its blasphemy its greed, its hunger to destroy in order to create. But then so would you. But this isn’t about u. Neither its about the damn world. Not about the purpose of life. Not about any grand meaning of this utter chaos. This time is about me. Yes, “me”.
The term “I” which they so bluntly told you to throw it away for the greater good. Truth, as i have come to realize, is this “I” where it all begins.
“I” is the question “I” is the answer. “I” is where it all begins, and where it all ends. How much do we truly know about ourselves? I am not taking about sudden euphoria within you, neither about preaching of dead gods, nor i am talking about the religious fanatics. I am talking about you. YOU as a whole. The being. The being who have some amazing powers. The power of will. The power to think. To imagine. To have endless possibilities. And the biggest power - to act on these.
The society, where we live and breathe, where we “contribute” is nothing more than an idea bestowed upon us. The reason, very few question it, is simple. Its difficult to see something u live everyday. Its just hiding in plain sight. Its the idea of society on which our Governments, our religion, holy books, and our conditioning is based upon. “Society” is the biggest idea ever conceived by humans. As damaged as it is. Its hard not to see its beauty. The beauty of an idea gone indestructible.
The power to think. The power to question, anything and anyone. Thats what makes us unique in creation. Now what if i tell you that is not it. What if i tell you every living being is connected. That your dreams are another reality. That there is no reality. What we are looking for, in deep seas, on another planets, in micro-organisms is already within us. Control of your physical self, freedom of your inner self, peace, chaos, connectivity, access to the universe, origin, god.
“I”, “me” is bigger than what we think. If i have brought you any closer to this prespective, it sholdnt be hard to see. All the origins of all the gods and thee holy books, is just a coma on another beginning. The connectivity which starts within all of us.
