All I know is that I seem to exist.

The reality I’ve found is that we put ourselves through the mill so that we’ll wake ourselves up. In that game of too and fro it seems to…

All I know is that I seem to exist. Beyond this personality I call me there seems to be something else but I just can’t put my finger on it. I suppose I never will. It seems eternally elusive and if I ever was to catch up with it I would be consumed by it. So here I am, in this apparent time and space playing the binary game. There are others here who think life is supposed to be all one sided, all ones and no zeros, that the light must overcome the darkness, failing to realise we are both. They either don’t understand the divine dichotomy or like a Zen master, they are deliberately putting you through the mill so that you’ll wake up. I’d say it’s the former.

The reality I’ve found is that we put ourselves through the mill so that we’ll wake ourselves up. In that game of too and fro it seems to me that I am all of it. When I found that out I laughed my head off. Or maybe it laughed me, I can’t honestly tell.

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