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What is being?...haha I know....I might as well have a joint in my right hand and a box of coco-puffs in my left. I did have a really sincere thought though:
Being exists between things. Being is that silence between thoughts, that flow between strokes, that space between breaths. Although I can't prove it to myself, in my mind, it seems like everything else comes from that space. The next thought floats out of the silence, the next stroke flows from the silence, the next breath fills that silence.
Isn't it beautiful when you open that warmth in your heart. Its a warmth that grows the more you release it. Who cares whether your tapping a cosmic well of love, or just experiencing a biological function of living...it's just a really kind feeling. :-D
Being exists between things. Being is that silence between thoughts, that flow between strokes, that space between breaths. Although I can't prove it to myself, in my mind, it seems like everything else comes from that space. The next thought floats out of the silence, the next stroke flows from the silence, the next breath fills that silence.
Isn't it beautiful when you open that warmth in your heart. Its a warmth that grows the more you release it. Who cares whether your tapping a cosmic well of love, or just experiencing a biological function of living...it's just a really kind feeling. :-D