Speechless

The explosion of unobtrusive completeness. It's true, we are complete. All the searching, 'discovering' and 'learning' means little as that which we are is already extant. There is no way forward or 'back'. In gazing at the mirror we can fool ourselves that 'something' occurred but in reality nothing has happened. As we create our forward movement creation takes a hold of us and demands expression. And so we comply.

Gazing upon the landscape we become amazed in it's glory and expression. In awe, the majesty overtakes us and we become this or that upon the winds of change and in so doing perpetuate out existence. Who in their right mind would want this to end?

There is no stopping the freight train hell-bent in it's achievements. And yet it is meaningless in the face of our perception.

That should give you pause.