No point of view – greatest joy

Character, personality is a chain of conscious or unconscious choices, a sum of conditioned experiences from which derives our point of reference. This point of reference is the image we hold about ourselves, our identity.

We live under the thraldom of false reference, we build our whole identity through this image, we defend and struggle mercilessly for it, ready to kill whoever opposes us. Our hardly acquired image, our point of view is our God, our religion.

This conditioned point of view is a motionless point. There is no dynamism in immobility. Dynamism and immobility are each other’s antinomy.

In plain language, whatever fix point of view you hold is single-mindedness. The single-mindedness of every point of view breeds separation, resistance, isolation, frustration, sorrow and suffering, violence and hatred – ultimately death.

From this perspective, Sorrow is nothing but a conscious or unconscious choice, a point of view.

Likewise:

Unhappiness, depression, disease, misfortunes, all kinds of distress are no more than a point of view. I am aware of that this may sound illogically reducing and preposterous…

But…

It´s all that simple – a long maintained chain of points of reference becomes “manifested reality”.

Whatever “fix” point of view, is really an insult to life. Life is eternal movement, she ignores stagnation. Dynamism in constant motion is the characteristic of life, growth is a natural process, and the one who takes life for a process of possession, refuses to grow.

WHATEVER DOESN´T GROW AND EVOLVES IS DOOMED.

Henceforth, “Mine-ness” or “yours-ness” implicates a fix point. But such thing as a “fix point” doesn´t exist in the Universe.

Reality is a multitude of “unfixed” points everywhere. The best collocation for reality is “loose pointedness.”

That´s what we are – a host of simultaneous, definition-less entities in motion.

So, Joy, Intelligence, Enthusiasm, Beauty and Love are simultaneous points of view in “loose pointedness”. 

A limitless, ever-embracing, ever-changing Reality, which is neither this, nor the other, but everything in between…

Great ha…?