Not exactly a pleasant thought, is it?
Yet… it’s true.
Completely unavoidable.
The fact that I believe would lead any intelligent and awake person (and there are soooooooo few of us left these days) to ask a question.
The most important question in life:
Who are you when you do not exist?
Is this a ridiculous question?
Is it just a macabre fascination with the grave?
On the contrary. I think it’s a fascinating question. Because the answer can never be grasped by the analytical mind.
Also, because you must plunge yourself completely… wholly… ‘mind heart and soul’ into the question before it can make any sense.
And that means you gotta plunge entirely into nothingness instead of just struggling with the idea of nothingness.
Wanna know what I think will happen if you choose to be one of the very, very, infinitesimal few with the courage to ask this question… and consequently plunge yourself into nothingness looking for the answer?
The first conclusion you’ll come to realize is this:
You’re too concerned with trivialities.
That life is losing itself in trifles that don’t deserve even one millisecond of inspection in the face of death.
Which leads to a second conclusion. One of equal or possibly even greater importance:
We’re evading our chief responsibility. The only reason we were given life in the first place.
To love.
All the best,
Doberman Dan
P.S. Ya know… I seem to vacillate between two extremes.
Days where this existence appears to be a life of sighs, mourning and weeping in this valley of tears where we poor banished children of Eve have been exiled…
And other days, experiencing equanimity, reassurance, and a profound awareness that I am thee, thou art I and we are one with He Who Is.
Pretty weighty stuff for a simple lil’ self-educated Barberton High School ‘push-out,’ huh?
Listen… as much as I’d like to dedicate all my time to meditation and contemplation on these mysteries… I still gotta keep one foot in this “valley of tears.”
Because I still have to dedicate time to supporting my two bad habits: sleeping indoors and eating somewhat regularly. (Based on the mirror, probably too regularly.)
In other words, just like you — unless you were fortunate enough to have mommy and daddy leave you with a multimillion-dollar trust fund — I got bills to pay.
And how I support my family these days is by helping a few “salt of the earth” folks start and grow businesses that provide enough income to enjoy a life of autonomy.
‘Cuz when you have a business like that, you can finally relax and move on to what REALLY matters in life.
Like finding the answer to “Who are you when you do not exist?”
Sooooooo… if YOU would like to be financially free… like many of the people I’ve helped… please take a minute to look over the info here.
Pax vobiscum.
