Practices, religions, ways of life, all express the same desire for release. Freedom, by any other name remains the same. It is the hope that drives Man to the edge of the Abyss, only to falter in uncertainty. Jumping to conclusions becomes self defeating but what other purpose can there be but to end the destiny in which one places the entirety of one’s hopes and dreams.
Must death become examined in much the same way as Life is researched, experimented with and documented in excruciatingly infinite detail. The mind categorizes while the thetan1 is the slave, totally dependent upon the analyses, results and conclusions which are forever being processed and relayed by the Computer of Life. Overcome with the joy of success, who, exactly, is the one who relishes the emotional content.
Freedom convinces us that we must relocate ourselves from ‘here’ to ‘there’. Movement in the Abyss catches our attention and draws us closer and closer. Falling, we catch ourselves.
"Help, I’ve fallen and I can’t get up." :)
thetan: a conceptualized image of one’s self as being superior to the mind. ↩