force is energy
energy creates life
life is in the image of its creator
thus force breads life in its image
force is not the way
the way, is the way
it always has been
and always will be
it hides in plain sight
never asking to be seen

i walk in the shower of love in the summer time, in the winter i walk in water puddles. In the slush too, but sometimes i get into bigger things. like meditation, and my inner voice tells me to write, then the alarm rings.

Why do humans always cross lines?
I used to take pride in crossing lines, but I was only fooling myself because there are far many more lines I dare not cross. There are human forces on my back so heavy that I dare not test them, because breaking down a barrier never begets love without its twin, hate. Eve ate from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, and she can be praised for taking that leap for mankind, or she can be blamed for bringing us away from ignorance and bliss.
For once, let’s just chill. No crossing of lines, no progress, no knowledge. Please, let’s just chill.

Curiosity is an interesting emotion (is it an emotion?). First of all I wonder where we would be without it. My guess is a lot less technologically advanced. Perhaps still in the ocean. Was the act of crawling out of the sea an act of curiosity? Was the first amoeba splitting because it wanted to see what would happen when it did? It makes me wonder, when an amoeba splits, which of the resulting two is the original.

Besides all that meaningless pondering, I wonder where curiosity is leading us. Are we walking a definite path? Possibly, since we live in this universe and since curiosity is the drive to uncover the secrets of this universe then perhaps there is only one end and that is total and complete understanding of this reality, which in itself (I suspect) would be a new beginning. On the other hand there may be no definitive end to what one can know about this universe. It is an unimaginably enormous place and to think that one species can possibly comprehend it all can seem laughable.

Either way this trip is certainly not lacking in uniqueness or fascination, so I say we just sit back and enjoy the ride.

The greatest mystery of all that people have been pondering since the beginning of conscious thought is “why are we here?” But perhaps the idea that our existence needs an explanation, or that there is an explanation, is a total fallacy. We’re here, we’re living, we don’t need the instruction manual to play the game.

And if we ever did figure it out than the game would be over. If we understood the secrets of this universe then this universe would be contained inside our heads and then where would we be?