and perhaps we are not continued but no more than a brief pause in momentary form in a greater continuation of it all. This life is viewed in confines of a length of time we're given. We've been measured in finite numbers against the infinite. We have found ourselves small. And yet we know in some depth of self that this is not so. Our yearning is always for expansion and the truth is - we are not simply a life within the confines of eternity, but eternity itself played within imagined borders. It's not that we continue - no, we are life itself never ending. The continuation of it all.
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Whatever distance we run - is but a drop in the infinite travels of awareness. We go on forever. And beyond this too.
Peace,
Eric
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