There are somethings that get us out of our minds, our bodies, our lives. They get you where you actually don't belong. It's in that elsewhere that we feel better about ourselvesa though.. Why ? Because we're safe then. We just look, nothing gets to us, nothing can touch us.. We switch to watcher mode.
We look at that parallel universe evolving and what are we doing ? You can guess, my dears. Not much actually.
But even though you're an actor in the parallel world, it's still far from reality. It's vreating another ephemeral fake world to hide in by appearances and narcissism that hides a shattered ununderstood self. Or just an undiscovered self fast swallowed by the tempest of unreality, the storm of hypocrisy.
It's just that being stuck in this kind of unexistant useless universe that only exists to feed ego is just the kind of brainwashing societies don't need. High consumption of data and gadgets. Of insecurities and promises of healing and hope for a better life in this other place. Unrealistic. While the actual world gets taken away by darkness of ignorance and death of consciousness. Gets taken down by the escape of humanity form our broken bodies. And the blindness of our beloved addicted eyes to the only firelight they can see in a poetic world of darkness.
A world of wars and peace, of hate and love, of smiles and tears. It an actual world. With actual feelings. Somewhere you can sit, look at the most common thing to us humans, the sky, and get lost in your thoughts. Where you can be someone without anybody else needed to see you.
We are in a world where only deep conciousness can make you wake up and reconsider everything you've been or you're going through. We're having lives that run at about the speed of light.. and what do we do to actually understand the tool that's been given to us to experience it ? We cover it of appearances coming out of shame, pride, insecurities or whatever... We're covering it, instead of asking it to come out and be free... To show us the actual thing about existance. Because the only remaining thing of your past and surely existing thing of your future is yourself. Why don't you get to ask it what it's made of and for ?
Why don't you ask it what it can actually make, out of what only we, humans, have ? Creativity.
Emy Greater
11 / 04 / 2018
