Is There A Way Out?
If there is a way out of this Universe why would we take it? Why would one run away or escape unless we do not wish to see ourselves for what we are. If we actually understood who or what we are where would be the necessity to even find a way out. Where would we have to go?
We are the center of our own universes. This means that we take it with us where ever and when ever we go. If our own playground of life is right here in the center of things, are we fooling ourselves when we conjure up images of something else 'out there'.
Do we create a separation of ourselves just so that we will have some one, or some thing, to play with? Who is it that seeks to play other than the one that has immersed themselves in their own dreams of life?