Hello Dazzle! Thanks for coming and hanging out with me today, I’m glad that you are here. Today I want to talk about the myth of happiness. This is a topic that is really dear to my heart because I wasted a lot of years trying to be happy. And the truth is that I never found any kind of semblance of peace in my life until I gave on the myth of happiness.Continue reading “The Myth of Happiness”
Everything comes and goes. Time stretches out to our pasts and then out into our futures. Time before we began and then long after we are gone. Immense oceans and the boundlessness of space are mere specks in the vast realm of time. Does it rise and fall with its own tides? Imagine it coming into shore with each new being and then receding again with each death. A rhythm of life that lasts forever. Time begetting time.
Does it fold and overlap so that the past can become the future and the future can be part of the past? Imagine the way that changes everything. This would deepen the nature of forever to an even greater infinity (yes, I know you cannot make infinity larger). Would each place of touching be a time that we could choose to change the flow or would these be places in which more then one reality exists. That would imply that there are an infinity of realities making all of existence stretch out forever. Imagine how many people we could be while still being the same. Imagine in how many realities we wouldn’t even come into being. A single relationship not resulting in that one child would erase an entire family line. And the reverse would be true. A relationship that resulted in a child when it previously had not would create a line of possibly hundreds or thousands of people that would not exist in the other reality. What then does this make us? How would we define an individual? I think it would be by our DNA. That would have to be essentially the same or we would be someone else. We could make different choices that would greatly effect the person we become. And those people we encounter could also make different choices that would effect us into being different people. Imagine the difference of a 70 year old person who was raped at 18 versus the same 70 year old if they hadn’t been raped. They would be the same person, but I imagine that much of them would be different. In this way we too could last forever, if the realities had endless possibilities and versions.Continue reading “Forever”
I don’t think that you can ever get too old for anything! Once you decide you’re too old, you’re giving up and letting the joys of life slip away. I still wear goofy socks and silly hats. I dye my hair crazy colors and collect stuffed pigs. I still sleep with mamma pig and pretend that the piggies can talk 🙂 What’s the point in living if you are willing to give up the little things in life that make us smile, remember the good times or simply make us feel silly? These are the things that matter the most in life. Don’t let your heart get too old.