Living to live after all
There was never a time so constant. The past passing through to so called future, or the future becoming past…
But where is future again? Isn’t it just our imagination? Our present inside of our tiny world is million miles away from someone else’s present reality, our path may intersect with people but they are travelling on their own frequencies and different realities. In a short span of our physical realities, we only have few people who walk within our timezone, they are our partners and children until the time they are with us on the same page of life, and everyone else are merely touching in base, because others’ realities dont match with ours.
Some days I feel overwhelmed with gratitude for the opportunity I have been given to sense this world on physical realms. On some other empty days when I go on a over-thinking trip, it simply seems like a curse that I cannot escape from this containment, and that my present revolves around me being present in this human form travelling trillion miles in spacetime stuck in this earth ship and only trying to figure out why on earth am i here and what’s the point of all these that is here for us to see? But just to see and enjoy? May be there is no point in being us. May be we are just lost in space. Actually we are aren’t we.
To be, is to breathe, feel, connect but ultimately what beyond that and what’s the purpose of us all besides living to live. You hear that right – Living to live. It does not make sense at all on this level.
It’s weird being on Earth and it’s equally painful, satisfying and fulfilling at the same time. Being human is not what they think it is. It’s something far more complex and deep. You can drown in the craziness of this chaotic world forever and ever until your third fourth and fifth eyes open wide enough to see it all – to see what it takes for a soul to arrive in this human suit and what on earth it has to do with anything relatable on an existential level. Isn’t it so sad and messed up to realise we don’t know who we really are and our human brains can only think of so much.
Life on this planet is painful and it’s normal to own and laugh off this journey. We cannot have a meaningful life without pain. We tend to exchange the words birth, death, love, emotions, trauma, negativity, unhealthy body, unfulfilled goals and unexpected changes in life with pain. They are all forms of pain either on physical, mental or emotional level. It hurts to be human and that’s normal here. The world has advanced so much technologically but hasn’t been able to stop the inevitable. For example modern day medicine hasn’t been able to get us rid of the plethora of human diseases even though there are solutions to temporarily cure them. it’s never as good as the diseases would rather have never occurred in the first place because there are irreversible alterations in someone’s life with it and this painful shift in life has to be owned no matter how much it hurts. But why were we born with this imperfect human body, shall remain a forever mystery. Yet we arrive on earth or rather brought into this world just to try a different version of pain all over again, and this is sick. Shouldn’t it stop? But hey no, it will not stop now as we are too many on this planet on one side of spectrum and it’s impossible to break this collective unconscious rotating chain of recycling souls and living our lives to live and produce. It’s too late.
Once again Welcome to life on Earth – it should be fun to experience all that we do, and we must be “grateful” right, and it also “makes sense” to feel that thing deeper than we can ever understand.
Love, Ju x