Tag: rules

i am not going to improve the world and i am not going to improve myself.

i am just what i am.

The animals are wise.

They don’t hide their truth.

She tells me nothing.

She shares with me everything.

i don’t need to survive.

i am everything.

There is no spoon.

There is no meaning.

There is no end or finish. There isn’t even a beginning.

Dance is alive. It doesn’t have a destination. It just lives.

Without the space between things, there would be no things.

The intervals are magic.

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There is no real or not real. Everything is an existence. Human works to beat nature into submission to no avail. They used all the trees to print controlling meta to harness nature but have been removing a mustard of their own self in doing so. What is labeled worthless is precious, and what it labeled of value destroys this precious being.

A game has been designed, but in doing so the truth has been shelved to be unseen. The creation of rules gives an addiction to never being here now. There is always a goal, and the human has forgotten that they made a magic trick on themselves by creating the rules. They threw away the key to the door of truth and forgot that there ever was one.

In mathematics, there are patterns and structures that are truths. A rule is simply a chosen restriction by a human in order to obtain control.

Now they must dominate and police to stay in comfort. They hurt and farm the being who is exactly the same as them in the same way they farm nature to its death. Nature is the human so the human remains in pain. Every attempt to lift themselves from this pain is done with the exact tool that put them there because they cannot remember.

To let thought be observed as it flows like a ripple on the ocean. To reside in the now and be as the tree. To never farm but rather to know and feel, that the equation of equanimity equality and the balance of two equals one, is truth. All is one.

One cannot arrange something without this something arranging one.