Regardless

Regardless: 

of just being alive, regardless - and with this there is no argument for any favored philosophy, it doesn't matter if awareness continues when the conscious mind is gone. For right now, this one precious moment, our life is lived regardless of it all. 

my mind is curious too, I find myself with middle of the night questions of existence, wondering at my role within the world, and the extent of my capacity as awareness. Yet these are just games I play, riddles, and mystery drops clues for me to follow without ever a true conclusion. There's so much I'll never know, and I have no desire to base my life entirely on speculation. What I have is right now, and I'm aware, full of curiosity - and this infinite moment to explore. 

why seek more than this? 

of course it's human nature to impose limits, and then to reach further, to advance the cause of curiosity itself. But I'll never be able to explain the mystery of this present moment, of being aware of morning sounds, the scent of coffee in the air, and the magic of words as they appear and find their way across this page. I have no idea what my very next thought will be, and yet fingers somehow find themselves in motion, a phrase of words arrive for me to claim. I'm aware of this all, yet in no way it's cause, nor even the central authority that makes a call for it to happen. There's simply writing, and the thought of "me" is included in the process. 

so, life too is given, and I am somehow a presence found amidst. I'm aware. Surrendering any desire to make this anything more, abandoning faith and cherished concepts. I have this moment, so fully alive through every aspect of existence - cells communicating as their function, organs complete in symphony to each other, skin and breath touched to air, and this continues even further. I am complete right now, no wish for a complicated explanation. 

I'm just alive, regardless of how, or even way.

~

Peace, Eric