We are all one. We are alone.
truth or concept?
universal law or esoteric bullshit?
I'm lying in my bed and feel nostalgia for my partner, I consume myself out for him. But I am alone.
I sit here on a mistake? I sleep? An awakened perception of the situation - as, yes, how?
What happened there? Are there thoughts that persuade me that it would now be nice if my partner were here? I just sit on this idea? Maybe we would fight us - would be nice? Ah, so there is the reminder that it is often in the past, beautiful was and now I would like to have another one of those "nice" feeling in me. More beautiful than now - away from now. See investigated.
"With my partner, I know the only real fulfillment. We complement each other beautifully and are an incredibly strong team ..."
I often feel empty. There is nothing that I can hold on. Is not it wonderful that I can give my partner this illusory sense of living?
Who is held, if I put myself in her arms?
I feel safe and secure. Hmmmm. Yes, there goes out my longing.
longing - like boredom - attracts me to another place. I would rather elsewhere, it would have preferred otherwise - is to say the magnificent "Loving what is" diametrically opposed - and taught masters us exactly to do with each show, which -
How do I take the power, to be innovative yet / operate? Or the power to decide, the moment of contemplative longing to live through in the quiet, calm - listen to me, attracts the noise, the glitter of the world or your own creative - that is a cry of truth?
My longing for security, safety leads me into the void. What I create safety, my well-being, the feeling of being in the right place? Illusion, nothing but illusion - the next moment could be a small Meteorite hit our house and obviously would be perhaps the Bronx was a safe place.
Ok, they are not that security, after I eat me so. Well, we just live in the waking consciousness, any time anything is possible - that life could continue playing with sudden death. The person and my personal history would be deleted - puff. Nothing remained but memories - if at all.
I am absolutely the most interesting person I know - my attention constantly sticks to me. And if I focus my attention on something else, only because I like some promise ...
How should I then somehow be authentic then? I am the one who cherishes all these egocentric thoughts or am I the one who learns all the visionary moments? Am I an addict or an awakened among the billions of sleepers?
Am I all that?
Am I alone - I'm all-a ...
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