The Unknowing
Life is a dream, the heart a compass
Ideas are intoxicating. They are fleeting glimpses into the imagination of a possible reality. There is a tendency there to snatch these ideas of from the mind and make it concrete, to suit our will.
The fundamental problem with ideas is that one may associate them with truth, or a kind of truth in which we can use to our advantage, but in reality, it is just a perspective derived from infinite possibility.
When we slap a label on something in our minds, we give birth to an idea or perspective that limits our reality for what it really is.
What is, just is. Man must realize that when he looks deep into the eyes of another, watches a plant grow, or closes his eyes and observes the visions within, there is something in the very nature of that which is being observed which is an eternal mystery, undefinable, for the instance it is defined, it ceases to be that which it is. Divine and ever-changing.
Ideas for my book ^_^ Hope you enjoyed
Much Love
The fundamental problem with ideas is that one may associate them with truth, or a kind of truth in which we can use to our advantage, but in reality, it is just a perspective derived from infinite possibility.
When we slap a label on something in our minds, we give birth to an idea or perspective that limits our reality for what it really is.
What is, just is. Man must realize that when he looks deep into the eyes of another, watches a plant grow, or closes his eyes and observes the visions within, there is something in the very nature of that which is being observed which is an eternal mystery, undefinable, for the instance it is defined, it ceases to be that which it is. Divine and ever-changing.
Ideas for my book ^_^ Hope you enjoyed
Much Love
