Through self-discovery, it will become obvious to any sincere searcher that we are not our bodies, minds, emotions and even life energy. We cannot be, fundamentally, that which we acquire. We acquired human bodies. We are not human bodies. We are what acquired it.
We acquired bodies, or rather, the eggs and seeds (stored memory) of our parents gave birth to us. And the eggs and seeds are energy organized, is information, and we are the result of this information.
If we are not our bodies, not the eggs and seeds, not energy organized, not information, what are we? What were we?
It seems reasonable to think that we are (for the lack of a better word) source. We are essentially a portion or part of all that is, the god particles, the essence that is life itself. Whatever that may be, the question I have is, why is it creating? Why is it subjecting itself to life? Why did “it” do anything? Why did it not just stay in peace, stay in silence and stillness? Why does it bother to do creation? Why did it make itself into us and come into existence? Why divide itself? Why give itself forms, bodies, minds, will, self-awareness. Why opposites? Why minds that are capable of giving names to things, minds that draw conclusions, have opinions, that name things good and evil? Why the dark and the light? Why earth, and life on earth, and IT, being us?
One could even say, we don’t exist separate from the one, from source, that instead of being separate, while yet individual, we are source doing us. The only thing that mentally separates us from recognizing that source is us doing us is thought. It is our thinking that we are not source doing its separate acts that make us think we exist apart from source. Anyway, none of that answers the question, why is source doing it?
The fact is, source is doing it, and here we are, source playing with dark and light, while we think we are we, and not source.
Some say that asking “why?” is futile, and we should be asking, “how?” But I want to know why? “Why, Source, are you doing it?”
Until that answer is achieved, I might as well accept that life is life doing life, and I can have a happier life not raging against life, not kicking against the pricks of reality and just go enjoy it all the best I can.
Raging against what is, has a downside. Not raging against what is, but rather, accepting, has upsides.
Still want to know “why?”
Maybe source can’t help itself. It just does its nature. It does what it does. Maybe it never began playing and has always played. Maybe it doesn’t know why either? IT JUST DOES IT. IT JUST PLAYS LIFE.
Maybe source is doing life unthinkingly. Maybe it's like a mad scientist who just loves to create and as soon as it does something “new” it moves on to the next new, and we just have to deal with it, deal with ourselves, decide what to do with life, ourselves.
Perhaps we don’t have to play life in our minds. We can just be at peace no matter what life is, no matter what life and people throw at us. Maybe our way out of the game is to just quiet our minds (like when asleep) and we, ourselves, enter the stillness of silence. Or another way to say that, we just eliminate ourselves, maybe temporarily at by our wills or permanently according to our knowledge and understanding and will.
Source is source doing its thing, and we are minor-sources, particles of source, and when we figure out how, we can enter the stillness of silence temporarily or forever, even to the point of disorganizing ourselves and realize the oneness–the source that we are. Maybe we can figure out how to stop playing the game.
To find the answer, to find out how to stop playing the game you must go inward. Outward does not have the answers. Going inward does. Outward is the game.
If you are hooked on life; don’t want to go beyond this life, then perhaps you come back. Maybe you can’t stop coming back or going elsewhere. Maybe source put laws into the game. Maybe not. But I do know this, if I quiet my mind and body, I’m not here. I’m not anywhere. Like when asleep. You don’t know you were asleep until you wake up. While asleep you’re “nowhere” like being dead perhaps. Kinda quiet and still in there, pure nothingness. Very blissful. Or rather, very nothingness what-so-ever.
Perhaps it is totally up to each of us to stop playing the game when the game has fulfilled us, or, perhaps we just get tired of the game and decide not play anymore. I don’t know which it is or if it is that way. I just know I can be temporarily out of the game when I choose. That’s a start.
