What Is the Point?
And I do not think that most people will ever fully-grasp the “why’s” of my personal ways. And I guess I have to be okay with that because I understand that no one will ever truly “get” me. The moments of speckled bliss scattering about in every prominent direction afford me with the right to infiltrate a perhaps considered, “delusional” capacity. But that is only judgement from afar—who’s to say there’s not a method to my madness?
Nothing forecasted—nothing foretelling of a different and distinct code of conduct or behavior. The fact is? That early on I recognized my “placement” within this societal structure. I knew where I stood amongst the channels of chattle, in spite of being smothered by obvious distinctions and differences; my wanting and instinctive yearnings. There’s a modest mold unfolding again in yet another moment’s majesty—ready for it? Yet? It appears from my end as if people will do their best to ignore the elegance and supremacy of silence in nothingness simply for the sake of “getting ahead” in life and filling up with material goods.
I am not a spiritualist, nor any sort of “guru” or prominent expert. What is that expression, or, phraseology of, “getting ahead in life:” (Growth? Advantageous experiences?—uncertain.) even meant to reference? I do not view it as such. All I objectively know is that whatever has become acquired in material possessions through life? Will be taken with us whenever we are called to go/leave from here—and so? Provokes the ultimate question of, “so what is the point?”
A beautiful question for anyone to have—no matter the age—and some will never quite get an opportunity to address it. The “point” of existence: what is it? Certainly it has nothing to do with material goods, but perhaps there is a rationale behind people’s perceived motives that concludes their action-taking modalities. Perhaps its has something to do with a sense of fulfillment, or, relief from the friction caused by society’s fills. The might of gestation programs the individual with the habitual partition of consumption—even at the smallest scale: personal relief.
Hunger pangs are a difficult stew to tolerate for a majority of folk. Why is it that “good habitual virtues” are rarely, if ever, focused on “giving?” Crumbs and keepsakes? Derisions of divinity? Find less? Expect more? Not from me—not from my house. Expect less. Become enraptured by the nothingness of experiencing existence itself. Each moment holds with it a massive opportunity to choose a thought that coincides with an individual’s identity of “relief,” or, “fulfillment,” or perhaps even whatever is “optimal.” Conscious stream engines plodding about plummeting miscreant mischief. Nobody reads that, see? No one will ever tell of the day they made it through their first semester of financing school. People are paying for relief—everywhere. An abundance surrounds each human being at all times and if they were only willing to lift up their focus to perceive it. Circumferences of circles only lead to obstinate cycles of confused and mediocre people. Rise up? Recognize the patterns. Witness it from above—an ontological perspective.
Relief will come because at that time it is known by the individual. Nothing special, but particularly arranged and oriented toward making the most of the measures that lay at hand. The fruits of one’s assorted labors begin to blossom. The extent of free-will through time’s passing suffocating under the conformist’s ruling of process. Discipline is a magnetic caveat—an entertaining excuse to behave in whatever relationship with circumstance one desires. Doing nothing? Is an extremely powerful magic trick. No one—not a single one of the entire human species—is, “doing nothing.” Physiological structures: both mental and physical—require maintenance to exist. The relationship that is cultivated early on from our birth—is that of the helpless, “victim.” The one who “needs” resources—the one who requires fulfillment from suffering, such as in the identity of, “relaxation.” It is believed by many that relaxation must only come after periods of strenuous activity. A major setback of this existence that interferes with the identity of “relaxation,” and usually unbeknownst to us, is comparison. Comparison ethics and patterning occur from a very early age and they swipe away our ability to function fully-enough to perform at our highest level. The interference of comparison will generate mighty mystical oddities on the basis of relationships such as, jealousy, and fear, aggression and competition. But it must be recognized that all of us have a genuine opportunity to capture the identity of relief and fulfillment without “doing” anything. Because that moment the heart “sinks?” Is a moment where one can recognize their attachments to life. And as deeply penetrating as it may feel, or, seem? The “hurt” felt and associated with the loss? It is vitally more important that the individual learn the skill of recognizing the ultimate truth first: that all is well, and? That everything has already happened, and glancing back for a moment was a natural reaction for anyone. To compare? Falls in tune with a human’s need for control. I would imagine as being the most significant portion of a person’s aptitude to consider re-wiring in their brain with the replacement of “appreciation,” or? Awareness. This life for us is too short to be constantly invested and investigating other people’s affairs. If I were to ask an individual whether or not that was the point? I would assuredly receive a laugh. The “point,” or, purpose of existence, is not to compare ourselves to others. By focusing on our blessings and gifts one might acquire a realization, or, attitude of fulfillment. But that is not the point either. Using Sherlock Holmes deductive form of reasoning whereby, all truths that could not pertain to the final outcome—“death,”—-are eliminated? There can then only stand to be one truth: the anticipation of the future and whatever comes next. That is all there is—mind you? To be grateful and to sharpen your clarity and attitude and poise in order to get, or, to receive greater blessings, but expect nothing—and it’s going to be judged as slightly negative—but only that the very next breath, or, step—will take life into the void.
-Cheers,
Rich