This blog will form into something, some beautiful day on the horizon
I promise you, dear reader, that this will be worth reading someday.
I can promise this only because I can feel this essence, this life-propelling force within that flows effortlessly through expression.
This expression which is ever contracting and expanding in beatific perfection, is the very source of life, the very root from which all of this is here.
Organically we have expanded as expansive creative beings, and it is our curse or blessing to be creating at all times.
Whether consciously or unconsciously we are creating right now, this very second.
So my simple question is “why not create what I want?”
That question has me excited, has given me thirst and even lust for life anew, as if my every tainted breath depends on this very question.
I ponder this question over and over, and it always leads me to an immensely more difficult question: “what do I want to create?”
Now my mind is reeling, just teeming with ideas and thoughts, fears, anxieties, apprehensions, joys, lusts, longings, the whole lot. it's quite overwhelming.
So at this point in my journey of beginning-less time, that is where I stand.
An infant in this playground of life, naked and fumbling around trying to figure anything, or something, out.
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