I’m observing that everything within this world is simply subjective, even when it comes down to the core, there is no particular ‘right’ or ‘wrong’. The perspective we each have on life is entirely different from one another, and it can only be ‘right’ if they see “my” (I’m having a moment, I don’t feel separate so I’m refraining from doing the whole I’ “you” “me” thing) belief through “my” (being the streak of light through the hole) perspective.
I see bodies as little holes through a wooden slate, a bright light shines onto this slate, and although the light, the source is ONE, the holes separate this light and so we have different minds. This is beautiful, to be aware of only one streak of light, to experience, to live through these concepts of ‘evil’ ‘good’ ‘bad’ ‘pain’ ‘hurt’ it’s quite strange for I do not remember these in what may have been my previous home. Things do not feel the same in my previous home, these experiences don’t quite fit in. To make decisions based on these subjective moralities, good doesn’t feel the same without ‘bad’ it feels… Better perhaps. It is not something to achieve, it is a way of being.
The problem is that I forgot, I forgot that these do not exist, I thought the ‘adult’ world was the destination, where everything becomes clear. But it is not, ALL of this life is a journey, my destination is not adulthood. I feel far from home, but that is my destination, where I will return.
Even though emotions here can be sometimes overwhelming and confusing, even though there is much ‘negativity’ I mustn’t forget this is what my eternal form has planned to see. I am on the right path. Everything is okay.
