This is Love, Pt. 1 of 7: To Be Witnessed

I originally planned at the beginning of this year to make a post a least once a month, but I needed to take time away from the keyboard because I had taken on too many commitments, and it took a physical toll on me. 

I attempted to do too much, and ended up doing nothing but exhausting myself and taxing the people I care about. Possibly even forever alienating some.

A few months ago I had felt a beauty in my life never before sensed.

I feverishly tried to capture the effervescent nature of the experience only to realize: IT had left me – or rather, I had lost track of IT.

I had been enraptured by painlessness. 

I had awoken, for a moment, to universality.

And subsequently, I found myself returned to my personal life and at a significant deficit versus what I had recently sensed.

I needed some time to stabilize. 

I needed some time to find a balance.

I took that time, and began to sense the world anew.

I started to grow and feel expansive. 

I found freedom in accepting I will never be enough – at least not in the eyes of a younger version of myself. 

Now I am solely trying to be sincere.

And perhaps that’s the way it was always meant to be.

To everyone who tolerates me.

This is dedicated to you. 

Thank you for bearing witness to my existence.

Thank you for saving me once again.

Thank you for coming.

When intelligence, having become silent, lets love invade the whole soul, it commences again with a new exercise. It finds itself taking advantage of more light than before. It has a greater aptitude to grasp objects and the truths proper to them (i.e. seeing things as they really are).

Simone Weil “Awaiting God” (p. 195) 

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THIS IS LOVE, Part 1 of 7: Spontaneously Predictable

Many individuals possess the personal sense of spontaneously arising, but this sense is in-opposition to the reality of personalized existence being the outcome of a very specific set of circumstances external to self.

Where can my origins be traced?

My story beings with the origin of The Universe.

The origin of The Universe is a story of love. 

Ideas spontaneously arising from the stillest darkness.

After spending a small eternity alone, but nonetheless maintaining hope,

Things started meeting each other, merging, and creating new things.

After spending eternities alone, they kept finding one another.

Again and again.

Until every thought was made compatible.

Until every conception became manifest.

Until every person had the opportunity to serve as a host of life.

After spending eternities alone, they kept seeking each other.

And the many became one. 

And The One became whole.

The evolutionary genealogy we emerged from traces back to the essence of space-time.

We are evolved from knots¹ of Space². 

Knots evolved from thoughts which, in turn, emerged from pure information³.

The circumscription of time⁴ awakens⁵ us to THE transcendent ability which we are evolved from space⁶ to actualize:

To attend one-another.

To witness one-another.

The miracle of love.

We are a natural⁷ consequence of Nothing⁸ existing.⁹

Space and Time conspire to create.

This is love.

1. Elementary particles ↩︎
2. Material ↩︎
3. The parts which make-up a unified thought. ↩︎
4. Being finite beings – Death. ↩︎
5. Compels.  ↩︎
6. Being contingent – Created. ↩︎
7. Inevitable ↩︎
8. Disordered Order ↩︎
9. Becoming actualized ↩︎