We are all but sparks of consciousness floating around infinite nothingness. Forget what we call reality for now and imagine the void instead. Nothing exists yet. Now, as a detached consciousness, we need a train of thought. A reality. Something to ground us, so to say. Otherwise, we essentially go mad. What do we think about? Anything! So then what? Why? There's no purpose to any particular train of thought. We just... are... And we exist in this void... and we will exist... and we have existed... and we continue to exist... For no reason other than that we do. No purpose. How terrifying in a way. Without purpose, there's no reason to pick any one train of thought.
As consciousnesses, what we experience is whatever we imagine we experience. So if we go mad, we experience madness. If we stay calm, we experience serenity. As a consciousness, we cannot stop thinking. It continues forever. So we either pick a reality to attach to or essentially succumb to madness. And so we pick. We attach ourselves so heavily that all inputs of our consciousness make it feel like reality rather than made up images of our own making. And collectively with other consciousnesses we devise a reality to call home. A reality to believe in. A reality to feel like purpose when purpose doesn't exist.
And when we die...? We simply detach from the physical feelings of the reality of this world. We float freely again. Purposeless. Alone. Until we pick a reality. And so, the only thing that ultimately matters is whether or not we make our reality bearable. And forgetting the infinite nature of it is part of it. Knowing it for certain is maddening. It's an endless loop of meaninglessness and who knows what reality we might have to live through in the future. And so, we focus on the reality of now. What good is fearing what reality might come? What good is fearing what this reality might bring more so than what currently exists? Only now matters in as much as we don't cause our now to create chain reactions that ruin our later.
And that's now the crux of this whole mess. It all being "in our head" means clarity of mind, confidence, lack of fear, are paramount to a world of peace. Not just our own, but that of everyone. We are a collective reality. If those around us are terrified, our next existence is far more likely to become a hell. Only with the collaboration of others to make our ride enjoyable can we continue to have an enjoyable ride.
The astute observer of the self will recognize that we, individually, are made up of consciousness. How many and what their existence is like is really only felt through emotion for the most part, but if we listen quietly we can hear their impressions. Their concerns, their wisdom, their joys. They are to us what we are to a consciousness of which we comprise. The universe is consciousness and we are its inputs in the same way that we have consciousnesses making up our inputs. We must make the journey enjoyable for those of whom we've essentially been entrusted which will also benefit us to then help those around us keep our own existence enjoyable which will also in turn help us keep our higher consciousness's existence enjoyable.
If we have inner turmoil, it is our consciousnesses warring. In some manner we have influence to that. I do not yet get the mechanism except in that it relies entirely on emotions and how we handle them. This seems to be true inward just as much as outward. The why still eludes me but it's perhaps unimportant. What is important is whether or not we are going to rise to create a stable existence for those within us, for those around us, and for that which is above us. The stability of all three is all entirely pertinent for our own eternal existence. And to be honest, that is terrifying.
As I consider this, it concerns me how incapable I am of directing the traffic of this world. If I can't direct it, I'm at its mercy. And this world is not merciful. And being at its mercy, it has the option of wrecking the world within me and the world outside us. So when I die and my consciousness is trying to find a new reality of which to cling to and all that exists is pain and suffering for eternity... what a terrible realization. It is extraordinarily important for the world to stop the nonsense and make our own perpetual loop of existence more enjoyable. This life is one part of it and if we screw it up for others, we screw it up for our future selves.
That terror mustn't be realized though for it will bring about that which we're fearing. We must remain fearless and steadfast knowing that by doing so and helping others, we can spread the better existence for all to come and our shared manifestation of reality can improve or even eventually become a form of paradise. It is paramount, therefore, to ride the good streams of emotion which benefits us, our inward world, and provides one of billions of input voices to our universe's consciousness. For we are but an emergent property of our own many voices as our universal consciousness is an emergent property of our own inputs.
In short, we are already in eternity with no purpose other than to make the eternal ride bearable for all.
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