Mirrors of Encounters
Paradoxically, what makes the whole thing unspeakably difficult is that it is childishly easy; and being so “easy”, for most people becomes thus incomprehensible.
“It can not be, you are fooling me.”
We recognize but the difficult, the twisted, the whimsical, the distorted.
To most people, the miracle of “Life happening this very second” is some kind of abstruse, impossible “philosophical” truth, something which needs exercise, sacrifice to be “obtained”.
But this is the crux:
THERE IS NOTHING TO OBTAIN.
There is no road to it. No journey to undertake. Nothing to arrive at.
You either Live This Second or bargain it away for a promise. The empty promise of a future retribution.
It is terribly tragic and surreal: people go from one idea to another, changing experience to another experience, travelling, working, substituting relation after relation, and at the end of the day, they learn Nothing. ZERO!! Nada…
It…
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