I don't find my independence - even a casual search for a center of control reveals my place within and as the whole. There are infinite molecules at play just as my appearance, endless space between each atom through existence. I control none of this, nothing moves at my command. As a person, I am powerless, truly at the mercy of universal whims. This can be quite scary - but only if I set myself up as a separate object against the whole. To judge my appearance I am a small self in a larger world, yet to see, to see things as a single flow of all existence - I am essential, no less or greater than each molecule at play. As this, my true self of Self, there is only power, as if a droplet recognizing itself again (and always) as the ocean. There is no independence from this - only the delusion of that single drop searching for itself in larger waters.
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Peace,
Eric
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