We bring meaning:
we bring meaning to the world - of all the beauty and every note of inspiration, it belongs to us alone. So as well do we assign our passions, from hatred to our deepest love. The world itself remains empty of our concern, content to its motion, turning without resolve. It's to this that we bring our demands and wishes, our sincere desire for a well loved world, and anguish when it fails in our expectations.
we bring meaning to the world.
inherently empty, and by this it's simply seen that nothing stands apart from anything else - that a flower is still earth and the air if its surrounding, that every petal belongs, and the stem holds the point of its connection. Everything counts, and nothing by itself contains a flower. Through life and essence - it simply is.
until we perceive it's beauty, it's emptiness fulfilled with a purpose never held before - joy, an offering from ground, sky, and countless rains and days of sun. We are blessed from bud to bloom. It's our meaning here, we've come to emptiness with our own intent and brought beauty to the world. To find things in a meaningless way is of our design for our perception.
this is our joy, our beauty, shared by grace through every flower - we are joined in this experience, life giving meaning to itself in every way. Emptiness is full of the possibilities of existence, each moment another world created through our senses, and then vanished through the experience of something new presented. It's just life in re-creation.
of course this - is nothing more than the meaning that I offer.
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Peace, Eric
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