Not literal, but that hardly matters to the mind. I think I'm starting to realize that people do not actually need for things to exist as they want them to. They just want something to believe in. A higher ideal for themselves. They don't seem to actually care whether or not everything happens as planned, as long as they believe in it enough for it to be reality. God does not need to exist, nor does there need to be an afterlife so long as you can believe that he does, and that there will be. Existence is merely dependent upon consciousness.
We think of reality in either terms of free will, determinism, or fatalism. Either you make your own choices or someone else does for you. You have no control over it. Just do what your told, from yourself or from another, and die. That's all you can hope for. It's all you've got to deal with. Life is like a strange combination of all three. There really is some truth to everything, and yet; objective truth is NOT relative. We DO NOT make up our own truth. Of course we can try, and we can be happy doing it. But happiness is not necessarily a by-product of truth. Truth is ugly, imperceptible, and subject to change, and yet it remains totally objective and independent from our own feelings and thoughts towards it.
Idealism v. Pragmaticism. Can we be both? Both happy and real? Can we deal with life as it is, while maintaining an optimistic view of what it could, or can be? Does it matter? Is life a void, or is it worth fighting through? Can we give ourselves up to nothingness and expect to be content? Can we read, reason, and know?
How can we see heaven if we never knew our mothers?
How can we ever feel redemption without first killing our fathers?
Please Don't Let Go.
Is there anything salvageable from rambling? Is there truth to madness?
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Wow, I don't know....
to these questions-I don't know
but I love as I read through this, I'm asking myself every question, I'm taking my brain to a place it likes, the unknown, a place that questions everything, a place that doesn't have all the answers, a place that is dark and yet a wonderland of possibilities.....
Yeah I've realized that the answers only partly matter, since in reality, there is no answer to any of these questions. It's more of an inquiry into feeling and thought through emotion. The questions themselves are what's really happening here. The answers are almost irrelevant, since they will only lead to bigger questions. The problem is asking the right questions, at the right time, and in the proper fashion.
Or learning how to discern answers, questions, and patterns from what is in our path...
ahhhh.....
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