they mean nothing
they are what just is.
i am ready to give up.
give up what?
life.
so i can die.
that is what we attach all the meaning in the world to.
we don’t recognise
we are dying.
giving up our false life.
to truly live.
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i am ready to give up isn’t a call for help.
it is a call for what simply is.
disguised as our ultimate fear of bodily death.
of death of the body. as though that is the only death.
we are afraid to die to our life.
our life to come to an end.
but when you die.
you ironically come to life.
you come back to life.
with truth filled eyes.
that can never again be captured within the lie.
you are afraid of your own death.
as though there has even been a you that can die.
when all it is… is an empty movement of thought.
claimed as mine.
i hope you die soon.
no one can lead you to this. you have to fight the good fight with yourself. to discover you’ve been fighting with no one all along. it’s an empty process. that takes everything from you. you lose yourself entirely in it. you’re sinking. drowning. afraid to drown. fighting to float. let yourself drown.
of course these analogies are pointless. because you can’t let yourself do anything. it happens or not. that’s all it is.
you thought by now you’d be holding truth.
you can’t hold truth.
it simply just is.
to express it within a framework could be one way but of course isn’t necessary for anything, however it may be expressed could never be anything other than perfect.
you think you’re on a journey to a better self for that is spirituality’s goal. the ultimate perfect avatar of love and peace.
but when that’s dropped.
seen through.
whatever.
there’s simply what is.
i can’t do this anymore is never recognized for what it is. a longing to drop the false sense of self that you are.
it is quickly covered over with your fill of reenter the dream here sign posts. of course you never recognize it for what it is.
for it is hidden in plain sight.
you seek an idea. one perpetuated by every myth.
furthered by every thought of mind.
that you will find heaven in the future and currently your life is akin to hell.
as though there is something wrong with what is happening because you have labeled it good or bad.
there is nothing you need to find.
nothing you need to know.
you are an authority on nothing,
what is. could never be anything other than perfect.
there is no need to alter what is.
only a mind thinks it has the power to do so.
perfection already exists as it is.
society/religion places a goal before you.
this is goal less.
do not touch this with a ten foot pole.
you definitely do not want this.
you want your more, better, not less.