The Time Warp
Being overwhelmed and having a mind without rest is as much a teleportation of life across the great expanses of time as is sleep. Perhaps, not as enjoyable, though. One day, we sit up and this sort of awakeness develops. We become aware of the month, the day, the year, and then consider how quickly it had gone. Something that is almost like a reflection occurs and we attempt to chart the course and the reward. But, what happens next?
Awakeness is not for the keeping. It requires a practice. A special motive that does not yield so easily to the mundane and the minutiae of life’s rapid successions of days into weeks. A place to moor the vessel of the self to so that the gift of the tethered mind can roam at will untethered. That seeming like a contradiction should be better placed – a mind that goes too far falls once more into the deliriums of infinity. We wish to jump up in the air and float and experience space, but should we not be able to come back down, and instead float away, our experience of space will be lost on our own selves. The tether simply allows us to recompose our thoughts outside of the experience thus solidifying the expressions as a growth marked upon our lifeline.
Anyhow, good journey to ya.