Nigh is the end
I write tonight not because I want to write but because I wish to ponder.
Over what you may ask? Over the everythings and nothings that make the human soul. But that leads me to quesiton..
What is soul but the entirety of being? What is spirit but the multiplicity that is the singularity of being. Nothing only exists in ignorance, for there is no nothing only realities that are beyond our senses.
There is no division, one is the same as infinity. Abstractions are representations of things concrete of things in union of things in harmony. The divine being of form and the ideal that is the idea are not separate objects but are rather indistinguishable from each other.
Such as our body, mind, spirit comprise our being, and even beyond that make us who we are. To those that espouse the emptiness in existence, there is a reality to that claim.
I claim that my life has no meaning, that existence is futile. But that in itself is reason. When you claim something has no meaning, there has to have been something else in its stead, something for one to say that meaning is lost. But what is it that has been lost?
Many a person has pondered the meaning of their own existence. TO vilify the gift of life. To vilify that meaning which has been lost. To ponder means to search, to search aims to find. But isn't the desire to search a meaning in itself?
It is lost in the madness of everyday that the journey is as important as the end. Because an end is only defined by the path that has lead to it. If you consider that an end is only a goal, then it is not an end but rather a point in a journey. A journey that seeks to vilify meaning.
Meaning which seems to bring back what has been lost in emptiness. To recognize that there is no end, only points in time. Because when each journey ends another begins. The end we seek and the meaning to being lies in the subtleties of points in time and points in existence that lead to change. Change in perception, changes in form, changes in ideas and the acceptance of the constancy of change.
The universe will change, and ends and journeys are always beginning. There is thus hope, hope that beyond today and tomorrow and even at our deaths. It is the start of what is to come.
In this respect, there is always meaning, there is always substance, choice is to accept freedom and to move within the limitations and the boundaries of being here. Of going on a journey and seeking a point in time where you and I can say, I have learned, I have seen, I have come to accept.
I have come to accept.
Where will you go when the end is nigh?
nigh is the end that we come to understand.
Over what you may ask? Over the everythings and nothings that make the human soul. But that leads me to quesiton..
What is soul but the entirety of being? What is spirit but the multiplicity that is the singularity of being. Nothing only exists in ignorance, for there is no nothing only realities that are beyond our senses.
There is no division, one is the same as infinity. Abstractions are representations of things concrete of things in union of things in harmony. The divine being of form and the ideal that is the idea are not separate objects but are rather indistinguishable from each other.
Such as our body, mind, spirit comprise our being, and even beyond that make us who we are. To those that espouse the emptiness in existence, there is a reality to that claim.
I claim that my life has no meaning, that existence is futile. But that in itself is reason. When you claim something has no meaning, there has to have been something else in its stead, something for one to say that meaning is lost. But what is it that has been lost?
Many a person has pondered the meaning of their own existence. TO vilify the gift of life. To vilify that meaning which has been lost. To ponder means to search, to search aims to find. But isn't the desire to search a meaning in itself?
It is lost in the madness of everyday that the journey is as important as the end. Because an end is only defined by the path that has lead to it. If you consider that an end is only a goal, then it is not an end but rather a point in a journey. A journey that seeks to vilify meaning.
Meaning which seems to bring back what has been lost in emptiness. To recognize that there is no end, only points in time. Because when each journey ends another begins. The end we seek and the meaning to being lies in the subtleties of points in time and points in existence that lead to change. Change in perception, changes in form, changes in ideas and the acceptance of the constancy of change.
The universe will change, and ends and journeys are always beginning. There is thus hope, hope that beyond today and tomorrow and even at our deaths. It is the start of what is to come.
In this respect, there is always meaning, there is always substance, choice is to accept freedom and to move within the limitations and the boundaries of being here. Of going on a journey and seeking a point in time where you and I can say, I have learned, I have seen, I have come to accept.
I have come to accept.
Where will you go when the end is nigh?
nigh is the end that we come to understand.