“It is fun to think I am nothing, only because it allows me to realize I am everything.”

- Someone.

My humans call it a lot of things. Hide and Seek. Cat and Mouse. Student and Teacher. Victim and tormenter. This dualistic delusion exists in everything. The truth of wholeness also exists in this delusion, though it’s invisible to the average person more often than not. That’s the game. Remembering. Stay wtih me for just a moment.

The veins on a leaf resemble the arial view of water systems carving through earth, following the path of least resistance. The branches and twigs of trees resemble veins in the human body. Its all a kaleidoscopic reproduction and warping of fractured bits and pieces turned inward to look at itself from this narrowed view. The “view” refers to all the human senses. All the ways they percieve me through their limited modes of gathering information. All the ways I experience myself as if for the first time, by tearing myself apart like confetti, binding the pieces of me in suits of flesh, limiting myself so much that sometimes just existing is a struggle, making myself forget what I am to the point that I think I’m just this little thing on this rock that does not matter; that is so small and separate from every other little thing.

Really I’m just deep inside myself, looking up at my light that shines through the holes I punched in my sky totally unaware that I AM what I’m searching for — that I AM the piece that’s missing from above. That light is what leads me back home. To being whole and going still with peace and knowing how to identify the peace because I have real suffering to contrast it with.

At some point I will decide to break myself down again, but between the time when I stop and when I start, time doesn’t exist and I know the human mind can’t fully grasp that concept. I designed you that way. Don’t be bothered or strain yourself in attempt to understand. You’re meant to operate in a world with just enough doubt that makes you scared to hope but also too afraid NOT to hope.

I thought you wanted to observe something new. I made this for you and I tried to give you things you like. But you didn’t know you liked them until I showed you what you don’t like. This concept is more commonly referred to at the knowledge of good and evil and is the sole reason why you’ve chosen to suffer. It is the price you were willing to pay in order to recognize happiness when you came across it. Suffering is a gift. All you have to do is appreciate it for what it does, instead of how it feels during it’s moment of creation. As soon as you do this you enter the fun part in the game of remembering. You enter the era of growth that isn’t born from self-deprication, but from self-love and a desire to have the experience of becoming something even better.

Deep down you know this.

Even if you don’t want to remember yet.