Mystery of appearance:
because it's here, appearing to be so, and for whatever reasons brought it to this moment - that's our only answer as to why things are a certain way, that right now life appears as an event with infinite means of order, possibilities, and yet we so often find ourselves faced with a moment of disfavor. There is no satisfactory answer that explains the mystery of appearance. Things are exactly as they are at every given moment, and even as we come to this acceptance they are already changing, and will soon appear a different way. Life is too dynamic for our approval, it's reality shifting to our choices, a karmic road map of intersecting possibilities all brought to a current display.
it's the mystery of appearance.
it's the questions we all ask ourselves quite often - why did this happen? or why did we behave in such a way or say a certain thing? We wish for an easy answer to explain our discomfort away. The answer really is quite simple and yet doesn't always satisfy our need for comfort. Things are the way they are and it's all beyond our understanding. Everything. Of course we could offer ourselves an easy explanation that brings more satisfaction. We often do. But that doesn't mean it's true. There really is no single truth to this matter, again life is simply too dynamic, a multitude of truths all coinciding to this moment. Even our thoughts are a mere appearance to the mind, having little control of their arrival or their leave. We are not the originator of our thoughts, but the aware, open presence which receives them. It's all a mystery, every thought and sentence spoken.
things appear, and only seem to linger.
reality is motion.
they mystery of appearance.
none of this is offered as an explanation, it would be hubris for me to offer such a thing. This too is just an appearance, thoughts given to words that somehow found a page. Writing belongs to the mystery, no explanation except this is what I do.
it's the mystery of my own appearance.
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Peace, Eric
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