"APOCALYPSE OF REAL"

The Journey of Life

When you really see, you see what is happening now, in real time... and the "space" that you immediately perceive, this "here" is the true space, the reality. You really see as if all this is something new that is just now being revealed, without the memories of the past, without thought, as if the world is being born now, in this moment, as if it exists only now, as you breathe, new with each breath, pure, undefiled, clean of the filth of human thought.

The Sun bright behind the clouds. Clouds travel slowly, to… where? The whole world is one, there are no directions, the world spreads everywhere, quietly, peacefully... only within the minds of men is there turmoil.

The city, the people, the trees condemned to live inside the cement... all the sounds of life, of people, that show their madness, that they live in another world, made by thought, purposes, orientations, activities... all foreign from life, the simple life that simply breathes, grows, blossoms, and perishes.

All transitory, all perishable, and only human folly believes it to be eternal. Life is a journey. Only fools seek permanent settlement, in worlds, in situations, in relationships, and in things.

How much Freedom there is! How peaceful! What a Bliss!... when you can travel through the worlds, without being tied down anywhere.