I wrote this on September 9, 2016. I hadn't written anything in a while, and life has been tumultuous this year in general. This piece represents months of thoughts and observances that culminated into a tangible idea. When I wrote it, I felt like I was in another world. I'm still very unsure about sharing this. It's not a story about my life this year, so maybe it doesn't fit in with the other posts very well. But as the title says, and all the internet memes have told me on Facebook: life is short, grab the bull by the horns, take chances, Leap before you Look, magic will help us, and there might be a Supermoon or Mercury retrograde. So do the Thing. They'll criticize anyways...
We're all imperfect humans. Maybe I'll start an interesting conversation.
The
Universe doesn't care if you live or die. It doesn't care if you're
right or wrong. It simply doesn't “care” in our human concept
and understanding of the word. The Earth, Nature, Planets, Sun,
Galaxy, Universe...creates and exists for Balance. Homeostasis.
Breathe in, Breathe out. Life. Death. Growth. Decay. All are
necessary functions of existence. Energy, both positive and
negative, in a dance that culminates in our ability to thrive on this
planet. Everything else is based on constructs that we developed and
nurtured into generations of ourselves, in order to give us a sense
of purpose. Our belief systems mold us, creates us and helps determine
who we become as “people”, as “productive members of society”.
Our cultures, our trends, our lifestyles. We ask the Universe to
support our energy and our decisions. We place blame on the planets
for how we react in situations we think are beyond our control. We
feel the energies around us and we don't know how to explain them, so
we give them names and ideas like chakras and chi. It's not that the
energies aren't real, or that we aren't feeling them...but our human
narrow mindedness in having to label everything, ironically disables
our ability to see past those labels and into the truth. That labels
are meaningless. That growing up in a city with money and the modern
definition of “success” doesn't make a person any more human or
worthy than growing up in a forest with dirt in your toes and no bank
account. That having a mortgage and paying taxes makes you an adult,
a fulfilled obligation of being human. If you're born with
asymmetrical features or have crooked teeth, that you're somehow
unworthy of love or friendship. We poison ourselves daily with these
made up constructs that are truly meaningless, for at the end...when
it's all said and done and we are piles of flesh awaiting our return
to pure energy...none of that means anything at all. As I write
this, the ego tells me I should never share these thoughts, that I
will be judged and laughed at, shunned or swept into the corner.
The conflict between knowing something, and sharing it...between
instinct and thought...between the constructed beliefs from my upbringing to the calm realization that those beliefs can be changed...is forever clashing an almighty battle in my
soul. The Universe doesn't owe us anything. Our lives on this
planet could simply be a random event, the fact that we live each day
is a gift. We waste it on judging others, on creating drama, on
deciding who is better than the other flesh that bleeds exactly the
same as we would, if we were the victim.
In
realizing this, it becomes more difficult to function in a
society that places worth on wealth over kindness, that celebrates
lies over talent, that worships discrimination over love.
Our
hearts beat with an energy that is still unexplained by science.
They've labeled the beginning of the impulse that makes our hearts
initially contract with each beat, creating the catalyst that makes
blood flow through the chambers, past the valves, into the lungs to
become filled with oxygen we breathe in, and throughout our bodies so
that our cells can keep us alive. They've labeled it. They can
shock our bodies back into existence. Stop our hearts and replace
them with new ones. But they still can't explain why they keep
beating...
