These are the days of our lives
There is no meaning to anything at all, except the meaning that we ourselves attach to it. Lessons learnt and unlearnt and rights done wrong and wrongs done right, nothing really matters. The meanings we attach give value to our lives, and without value we are feel insignificant. Which we are. A blip on the map, a fly on the wall. There is no meaning at all.
The only time it ever means anything, is when we know we know nothing, are responsible for nothing and ultimately can only be nothing. And when we know this, we know within our deepest place of knowing that we know everything, are responsible for everything and are everything, including God with a big G.
Meaning itself is irrelevant, only truth can survive the ways of the world. And each and every one of us knows the truth deep inside. That's why all religions say the same thing, all philisophies say the same thing. And those that don't are not standing int he truth. We all yearn for the truth, we all seek all the time. What we seek is seeking. What we know is with surrender all is possible and we are infinate. The only way to know is to say I don't know. the only way to receive is to give.
This is the way of the world and this is how we live the days of our lives. We only have one life, live it like your life depends on it. Because it does.
