I'm not going to tell her what to do, I told (another person).
And it's not out of fear of telling her something that ends up leading to an outcome that is my fault for advising them over.
It's out of recognition of what is not in my knowledge to be speaking on. Nor my place in that way at a major decision making moment quite like this one.
In another time, yes.
But this is her life and it only has to be her own. But she's the only one lives it.
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I don't know if I could say I am the main character in my own story. Maybe I could and I'm just not self-aware enough for it.
But I don't feel like my happiness or satisfaction or contentment in life comes from being the main character of my own story.
If someone were to ask me plainly without baggage of implication for a suggested response like, “ main character of one's own story”, I would say I am happy and proud of being part of something bigger than myself.
In this whole universe, the motion that occurs and beauty that transpires, Wars that are fought and one, and lost, what is one and what is mourned, with sacrifice and gain.
In the cosmic scandal things I am not nothing; I am part of a beautiful something. God's universe; his creation. A who's great is unfathomable to me, I get to be part of this and whatever way I do.
I want to use it well, this life of my. I appreciate the good things I get to enjoy.
And even if I or to die tomorrow, or tonight it hasn't been for nothing.
That is something beautiful. That is why I'm happy just by sadness.
And I can be happy and sad at the same time. In fact, I always am And in this reality I wouldn't have it any other way.
It's a complex thing, compared to an idea of only one thing happening at a time.
So nothing is ever really like that to that extent.
I'm part of a cause ,, a cosmic art project, and a universal community. Even should I disappear,
No longer experience the fox I do or anything (though I don't like the sound of that), how beautiful of a thing that is?
Being not one with as in the same person as, being but being part of the collective of conscious, sentient beings; influencing one another. I includes others, too, and I want that one to be a good one as much as I can.
We all part of each other for better or worse. And it needs dynamics we find forgiveness, love, friction, what we may call fate even when deliberation, and flow.
I've had my share of unhappiness. Disproportionately, some would argue. Those you know do say it.
But life is a beautiful thing; and, it is worth living.
I am a depressed optimist by philosophy and emotional state (simply because I am in fact sane, in my mind; it is a mental illness that is more injury than from within who could be so heartless as to see the things I have seen and feel overwhelming and be happy all the time?) theist by worldview, writer along with some other things by creative art; and something like a leaf that produces energy in the world, along with my flowers too.
What a garden, what a forest, what a place and a biome that this Galaxy is.
I would not let it go on purpose. Even though I am sad, often.
If only people could understand how happy it made me, no matter how the rest of things are seeing what I see:
Main character or not, it matters not to me which way to look at this.
But being Part of something bigger than myself, in the ways I perceive with my eyes of physical senses and of faith and mind and emotion; It is something everyone deserves to feel, In my opinion, by default.
The world would be a better place. Probably if we did two a higher degree; if we did more than it feels this world may allow at a time.
But that doesn't make someone hopeless.
If your eyes are closed or your heart is tired, that doesn't mean you will feel nothing at all forever.
It doesn't mean you will only feel bad things forever.
And I need people to know that. That hope is not a silly feeling way. It's sometimes to say use or sounds.
But I silly it is to remember the stars on a night where we can't see them, obstructed by clouds, or something else, that this is what Faith means.
You have looked up in seen them so many times.
Don't doubt at all, because of the moment.
And I don't say the word moment flippantly as to diminish or wave away whatever one feels right now. For there is no past nor future in the physical off and feels; there is movement and and time in the way we call it. But it is all movement in our universe.
This beautiful, beautiful universe, you deserve to be aware of and feel by default, and embrace being a part of it the way you made. The way you were made too simple to put good things in this cosmic evolving creative project, That is the experience of our lives.
And by “our”, by I really do mean every single one of us near and far. For who we are, who we were and existed as when we did, and will be when we do in what is called “later”.
Things will change. But our cousin purpose remains the same and its absence though always different, beautifully different in the moments it is painted.
I am one to say we are more the same than we are different. But not in a flattening way, But one of gross, Beauty, meaning, love, feeling, and purpose and experience that is worth being had with heart, heart and appreciation. And I believe it is our place to do so.
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^Grocery store thoughts, vacuuming thoughts, bus spots, shower thoughts, whatever one may call them.
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I once said to a friend, no not once, many times have said to friends, that death is the drawing because it doesn't make sense according to our reality as we have experienced it. This can be interpreted in more than one way but one particular way I do. We need to talk about it. Is that if something in the physical world just disappeared and I don't mean to change, but truly disappeared. Ceased from existence in a moment, we will be freaking out.
It could be a mountain, it could be a can of Coke. It could be energy, but hearing that it was not simply transferred or changed or went somewhere else, but simply cease to exist.
That doesn't add up with everything we know.
Of course we would be freaking out.
I cannot make claims on a state I've can yet to be in from first-hand experience, but these dots and as well as what is said in many faiths regarding it, makes sense to me.
Of course, if we'd be scared of amount and disappearing, we would lose our minds when it's something even more important. Life. What could be more important than this? Energy and energy can either be created or destroyed.
And I can respect that.
But I cannot say I "think" life is energy.
I think energy is something used in or by life; experienced in consciousness. We experience interacting with matter and energy.
I don't know if I would say or come to arrive from my experience that consciousness falls simply within the concept of matter and energy.
Spirit, maybe. I would be inclined to say so or that feels or sounds consistent with something my body understands.
But soul?
That is different. That is different, to me, in the way that I mean.
No matter how we may continue on this, we might agree together readily that in itself conscious soul is a precious thing.
Of course grief is real; of course love is.
It makes sense, though I wouldn't dare reduce it to such.
More importantly, it matters. And that is enough me to feel for others and oneself. And the law developed for what we must, for what we do hold dear; in specialty (or speciality? Tbh I don't know which word is correct here), *who* we hold hear.
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Life is beautiful. Cherish it, fight in it, fight for it. Be the one, the lady you want to be and were made for.
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Flowers in the store, and I love that they have potted ones in the rack for gifting flowers by main intention, it seems.
#flowers #love #nature