The comfort that comes with knowing your next step keeps us planning, trying to smooth the roads of our lives with the pavement of foresight. But these plans are based on a dimension called 'future' that may or may not actually exist, and if it does then even the most gifted seers only catch a foggy fleeting glimpse of it. Too many people I know think they're incapable of doing anything but staying on these roads, forgetting that the universe doesn't give a shit about roads.
As I sit in front of the Stateline Casino in Mesquite, Nevada, I find myself wondering at the forces that push us along our actual path (not the mind-road). Nothing is really random, because everything is technically random so the word doesn't really mean anything. What happens happens. You can try to shape the happening to fit what you think you want to happen, but ultimately this is futile. Sure you can influence it. That's what makes human life an extraordinary power in the universe. But sometimes you just have to surrender to the happenings, which for the most part are well beyond your control, and live your life on the crashing crest of the wave. What people forget is that joy can come from that too. My entire existence sprang from an unplanned happening; the universe decided I would exist.
Why is it this way? Why do new things happen? If human consciousness can shape them on some low level, is there a higher consciousness that shapes things on a higher level, and even more levels of consciousness that can shape them on higher levels until they all succumb to the ultimate power of the natural forces of the universe? Am I making too much a broken timing belt? And why the FUCK doesn't this app have an undo option??
Anyways, I hope you all have a new experience today. I'm off to put my life back in order.
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