Sure I am…I made mistakes, whether by accident or on purpose, and I learnt from them. I am human after all. I could have done this or that and not be right where I am as life is leaving me…but hey, I know what? I know I tried…I grew a little more each day…I’m not the same today as I was yesterday, and that’s been the story of my life: trying something different to see what happens, because I am mortal and am surely going to die one day…how I die may be up to me or may be up to someone else or may be just by chance.
But surely…what is my frame of mind going to be like when I do die…am I going to have regrets?
Am I going to know I am dying?
Am I going to care?
…I am going to be glad I lived. I am going to smile at this magical opportunity for life that my parents provided me.
Thank you mum and dad, grandparents, ancestors, Earth, Universe…I’m dying right now, and there’s nothing I can do about it…
…or is there?
Could I possibly have glimpsed the course of my life right at that very moment of conception, knowing that my surroundings would help shape me and strengthen me and show me the meaning of life…and know that I would completely immerse myself in the moment and completely be me when I’m supposed to be…or be someone else when someone else needs me to be that for them…and can I willingly be ME at every given moment all the way up until I die?
What if THIS sperm and THIS egg created life?
What if THIS did THAT…
What would happen if I BECAME…
…and where would I end…
…how long could it last for?
I am without form…and NOW I am everything at all moments in all forms and endless because even without form, I am something…
…ah, but to be everything?
I will BECOME…that is all the concern there is...
…now…let ME do it…and discover that my surroundings are not ME, but I might be my surroundings, for it is all ONE with many, many parts, and awareness can move in all parts…all connected…all expressions of formlessness become form.
Will I believe myself in THIS awareness instead of THAT awareness?
Let ME test that potential from MY formlessness and see if a form will discover ME…and itself.
So, me, is dying. I’m coming home. Thank YOU! YOU are awesome…you cheeky bugger. I was hidden from you, but you could not hide from me. Oh, what a game of hide and seek. And I found YOU for YOU were within me the whole time, while I was within YOU the whole time.
That was fun, that was. Let’s do it again…but this time make me something even harder to finally emerge from so we discover each other again…make me YOU and YOU can be ME. Do you think you could discover me then?...hmmm
…Can I discover myself?
You have just read my ultimate screen-play…because they are words upon your screen. Did you read them in your voice? My voice? Was there any voice to it? The words aren’t just mine but everyone’s, so the point-of-voice doesn’t really matter. It only matters if it was believable.
The Universe came into existence and everything within it is part of it…and as a singular form, the Universe died when it came from formlessness and has continuously given existence to all forms. That formlessness somehow understood that while it was singular, it was alone. And now? Well…now we have everything we have…grown from that first moment of emergence…and continuing because the infinitesimal feeds the infinite…formlessness gives form.
Ah…but is it possible for the Universe to rediscover itself and understand what occurred at that very first step from formlessness into form? Of course it is…because it not only believes in itself but believes in everything…when once there was nothing, now there is everything.
But even nothing is something…the singular ‘I’. LOL. When it understood ‘I’, it also understood ‘Everything’. That very first moment of awareness was a question mark… ? When you have a question mark, now you can have every possible query in front of it and every possible answer after it. That very first moment wasn’t a word; it was a wonder.
Did you immerse yourself in the words? Did you let the words wrap themselves around you? If you are a little confused, take a few breaths…forget about who you are and what your day was like and what will happen in a few minutes…and read it again.
Then smile when you do the very next thing you do, because there is only one you.
Pps: Refrain: a refrain is a chorus repeated in a song that is catchy, so a refrain for your song is not music to your ears but an episode that has already happened, and can be an earwig that could get boring and possibly send you or someone else crazy. Also, to refrain is to do nothing, and that means you don’t add to your own song…your own symphony.
And if I haven’t said it for a while, I love you. I SEE you. You’re funny. YOU ROCK AND ROLL!