Here I sit, in peace. Surrounded by the shards of my broken illusions.
I don’t know everything, but I do know all.
All is one in motion…
The water is the cloud, the cloud is the rain, the rain is the stream, the stream is the river, the river is the ocean, the ocean is the cloud and the cloud is water.
I am stardust, I am a single cell, I am a baby, I am a child, I am a youth, I am an adolescent, I am an adult, I am elderly, I am stardust.
Reality is transition, it is the Delta. I am “Delta Stardust” in the behavior of the dust I find myself. Without the transition, I am not.
I used to fear what was to come, the next instant in time was a terror in the back of my mind. We felt it more as children, the boogey man of reality under our beds. The constant anticipation of the nightmare, that waits for us in the next moment. Now I know that there is nothing to fear, that things are unfolding as they have been since before matter formed. It is a flow of energy, changing forms, through me, through you.
Can you be me? No, and the answer to that question hides the secret truth.
You cannot be me, because you can only be you. You are what the rules of the universe prescribe. You are the product of matter and forces. The superposition of life event patterns. There is a beauty to this, you are the eventuality of the big bang. The complex beautiful and unique pattern of matter and energy that is you.
Our life is the gift of the cosmos, our own personal treasure.