I know you think I’m silly musing about people in trees but the art of becoming can be seen everywhere. Becoming is the action or inactions(both of which can be described as just action) that take place completely out of the control of the one who seemingly should have control (any self aka ego). These actions are what I am describing as becoming and they are actions which are rooted in the very nature of our being. They happen all the time yet we are for the most part totally unaware of their goings on. Yet I am here to tell you of the secrets that lie very shallow beneath the surface like a thin soap bubble waiting to be popped.

I have yet to fully wrap my mind around becoming but I am on my way to fully grasp what becoming actually means.

Right now its just a word that I have chosen to describe something indescribable that I have experienced and am now aware of. These acts of becoming are happening throughout the universe at all times and they are bubbling and churning trying to bubble and brew to the point when the universe itself becomes. What this universal becoming means I do not know but what I think it entails is the coming together of every thought-experience ever to display itself into a single entity that will be The Universe. an entirely enlightened and complete being in itself. This is the ultimate act of becoming that the present course of time is eventually leading up to.

Every piece of truly inspired and felt music is an act of becoming. The awe felt when viewing a beautiful vista is an act of becoming. two animals copulating is an act of becoming. Two friends contacting a killer high five is an act of becoming. A piece of comedy that truly inspires laughter is an act of becoming. The building of the pyramids is an act of becoming. This piece of writing is an act of becoming. The supernova of a star is an act of becoming. Becoming is creation and desruction, it is action and non action, it is good and evil. Becoming Is.