Mostly space:
even the body is mostly space, our every atom a galaxy of it's own - nothing is truly as it seems, emptiness more our reality than form, and we are intermingled as the world. In this light who can really say exactly what they are? We are mostly parts, a collection of things with no intrinsic value save their touch of space and other parts. What makes any of this an individual?
our existence depends entirely on parts, somehow gathered.
what we are is mostly a pattern, an energetic structure within a universe of vast design. We are emptiness in direct recognition of itself even through the guise of form. With this we gain a sense of presence, beingness, and come to believe ourselves separate from the whole.
of course this is a myth, my own creation story based on science and my own sense of spaciousness, a recognition found through simply looking for who I really am. Science shows that I am composed of atoms, and that each atom in itself is mostly space between it's nucleus and outer shell. If somehow this space were to be removed my physical form would be reduced smaller than a particle of dust. Clearly I am mostly space.
emptiness.
Yet not empty of a critical force - what provides mass to every form is energy. My pattern of self is held together by motion, a swirl of subatomic particles that dance the world into existence. So I am emptiness, and too a dervish whirl of energy. At once.
there's the science of it all, somewhat at least.
but also, there's my own investigation, a science of my own accord - this is seeing for myself a certain truth of my existence. Am I as I appear to be? Do my beliefs of a solid, personal self hold true? The inquiry is to turn the view around, to see the source of seeing directly for myself. And what I find is just as empty as science tells, just as vast and endless in design. I find my true and selfless nature as well the fulfillment of self and form. It's all at once, everything, emptiness in proven service, energy giving rise to form, and an awareness that permeates it all.
my personal science of existence.
so, we are mostly space - and more, something ineffable, a mystery and grace that somehow holds this all together. Mostly, what we are simply can't be told.
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Peace, Eric
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