Actual freedom is not seperation from anything, but rather the recognition of the meaning in the walls that surround you.
Is illusion without value? Or is all value illusion? And ultimately does this question even matter? Maybe it’s a huge illusion? What matters is you and how you see an illusion. You create the questions on what is illusion and what isn’t. This goes into a personal, individual level and brings you back out again. Can be a fun roller coaster ride if you don’t get stuck in it.
Our sense of place can be an illusion, but the question there is then, “Is that illusion a lie?” Is illusion lie, or is it a challenging truth? Are you ready yet? Are you ready to wake up yet? Maybe I will be there to say “boo! Told you so. ” Everyone will wake up when they are ready. Morpheus, lord of dreams isn’t an evil god, he is just doing his job.
Do you wake up when the crazy dream of life is over? When the dream of life is over then egad, you actually have to live and all of the thinking and feeling, well, it all gets its own sense of place. Some wouldn’t say we live, we exist. For most that is true. But if we don’t live then why? Why can’t we live, even right now? In this moment why can’t we just live this moment? What is this existence thing and why does it matter so much? Do we even know what it means to exist?
Are we all just a part of answering every possible ‘question’? Or maybe we need to see what questions are and neither deny them or obsess on them and just let our mind question, and our heart feel, and our bodies do in greater and greater harmony with all that is. Our spirits soar when we do this. The early grave of existence doesn’t have to serve any purpose. I say let’s plant flowers instead.
Your thoughts are welcome. Be well friends.