There Is No End

In the beginning there was no end. And in the end there is no beginning. It's not that the circle of life and living do not coexist, it's more along the lines of there not being any differentiation.

The veil is not a veil at all. The masks we wear reveals all and in acknowledging others we demonstrate that our own self interpretation is acknowledged. There is no going back and yet the way forward is through the same, not lies, but interpretation.

Yes, interpretation.

In points of view we demonstrate our existence. As we project we are. There is no harm in that nor in any other. What lies before us is the road upon which we must travel - and so we do. Unmistakeningly.

There is no separation. No matter the specifics, there is none.

The so-called 'veil' is just that. In order to perpetuate particular certainties we embrace that which we must and in so doing we confirm our 'fate'. Of course it is never in certainty as we can always change our minds. Although it's such a simple silly thing it seems outrageously complicated. Do we not make it so. Do we not create for ourselves that upon which we impale ourselves upon. There is no other option despite our sol-called objections.

Where we live, we are.

So be it.