Friday, August 23, 2013

"Broken and broken again on the sea, the moon so easily mends" - Chosu

I've been in a period of aloneness, but it hasn't been lonely.
You are so subtle that you can't be seen, heard or touched.
You are so present that a search for yourself leads away from your self.
You are so still that if you move to try and find yourself, you disturb your self.

I am talking about the self beyond your mind and heart. Beyond thoughts, beyond feelings. The quest for "self knowledge" isn't a quest at all. You need not look elsewhere. Wherever you go, there you are.

I want people to know that they are so much less than what they think they are. I want people to embrace the simplicity and peace of simply being - instead of going through the race of always becoming: becoming an adult, becoming an individual, becoming emancipated, becoming wealthy, becoming accepted... There are as many kinds of "becoming" as there are people. Becoming is literally always going to be coming. Living in a state of becoming is living in the future before it's present, and often living in disappointment and haste.

If you're always seeking to become, you can't really see yourself for what you are now.

And now, I see my self almost as a location I could call home, almost like a planet with gravitational pull, almost like a lover but with no separation, because the love is fulfilled. I love my self and my self loves me.

self portrait


2 comments:

  1. What I am now is a piece of shit. Like most people. Suggestions?

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  2. Why do you think you're a poo?

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