Satyagraha Posted October 29, 2018 Share Posted October 29, 2018 In another century? I used to long for humanity to get beyond this apparent age of falling short of assumed potentials. I did my new aged best to visualize that world, if not that universe. Then, four years ago this month, a shift in perspective from being somebody, to simply being seemingly happened in the happening. I saw that identity was something conditioning and an imagined "I" created. The "I" I believed myself to be was just one of seven point five billion changeable and changing stories. Nothing real in it beyond its being a story. And yet, there was this seeing of it all that had always been, before time as far as I could tell. So now, I see that golden age I longed for was too created in a story, as were all desires. What's left when the desires are seen for that which they were? I don't know what to call it. For lack of a better word, I call it Tao. Oops, someone already said that. Everything is still happening, but I see my self more as a game piece and my name, a place holder in the games of story and illusion. From an unidentified vantage, I am not that. My states of being, as the game piece don't carry me back into identity. These too are only happening in the seems to be. If I should miss the golden age now, what will I miss it as? Everything with a beginning has an end. It is all in this seeing. My action figure will or won't join any particular battle, as I, the witnessing of it, is. silyeone 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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