Text
There's something fishy going on with this universe...
1 note
·
View note
Text
As Rupert Spira said,
our minds are like separate whirpools within the river of consciousness.
They receive the same info flowing into that river through waves/vibrations.
But each whirpool is somewhat different in shape. So the info then gets distorted in all kinds of ways within each individual whirpool.
So we all see the same world but somewhat differently.
When the body dies, the whirpool ceases to take any shape and becomes one with the river. And all the info it contained disperses.
But then, a new whirpool can form with bits of various info from the same river.
Therefore, creating a new mind with its own perception.
5 notes
·
View notes
Photo

Rotraut Klein-Moquay Soleil, 1973.
Acrylic on canvas
495 notes
·
View notes
Text

Ultimately, I just have to surrender myself to the fact that life will always be so random and seemingly unfair.
Sadly, a positive experience will be overshadowed by a heartbreaking one.
You think it's all going great, or at least ok, and then something awful happens.
It's a constant race. I'm tired.
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
Wait so
1. I am upset there's no meaning given to us by the universe. No guaranteed reward for being a 'good' person. No rules, just chaos, in which you have to 'find your own' meaning, if you want.
2. And yet I still I crave the excitement that I used to feel as a kid, when it felt like I was living in a film or a book, and there were reasons and explanations to things (even if first unclear).
3. Now it's all just kind of blank. But the only hope I do have is us all being connected through consciousness. And us being able to control our reality through it. Because it's all actually 1 thing (or no-thing) expressing itself through phenomena, which includes people. And I suppose it's a fun game? I don't know what exactly I'm trying to say, may come back to this post later to edit this part. I just want there to be some kind of reason and explanation, and justice and fun, and fantasy, like in fiction. And I believe that awakening would bring 'me' there.

6 notes
·
View notes
Text

If I could go anywhere, where would I go
1 note
·
View note
Text
I want to ignore the truth, the fact that we're all not some characters of fiction
I love that fiction exists. But I also get so attached to it that I want it to become true
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
What's left once there's no use of thoughts when experiencing the experience?
Just experienece
4 notes
·
View notes
Text

Birth and death cannot be found, actually
1 note
·
View note
Text

Who am I?
Is it possible to answer it
The 'I' is searching for the 'I'
It's not something you can understand like you understand any other concepts around you
1 note
·
View note