Today, it feels like this world is just a passing.
The truth is that I have been stalking you from the beginning of time. When I was given an opportunity to chose my path, I was also told that you will be taking this path. In that very instant my path was decided. I had options but none can be chosen, except one. This is how I came to this world.
As per the decree of this world, I was born as a male child and you were born as female child. We were both spiritual beings back then; Godlike, brilliant, oozing with possibilities. I was the future king of this world and you were the future queen; more importantly my queen. I set in human flesh with this as one of the purpose of my life. I am an abstract creature; the presence of any form does not determine my existence. I am not bound to my human form; it is just a notional form as seen from the abstract plane. Like me you are also a resident of my plane. However, this world has its own beauty and there are certain things that come with this human experience. The moment I opened up my eyes in this world, I almost forgot all of it; the purpose was forgotten, your semblance was no more in my memory; and same happened to you.
It was for the same reason that when we first meet in this world, I was not able to recognize you as the same being whom I have been following since eternity. You were in your human form. However, in whatever form you be, it is you who made me come to this world and it could only be you who could make me feel home, the place we came from.
Yeah! This is not my home. My home is beyond time and space. From there space and time are abstract concepts. The presence of my home is eternal, while being equally unreal. It is beyond reality while it exists. The definitions of reality, criteria of existence are not present there. If only it was possible for humans to explain the meaning of Zero, I would have been able to describe my home in language. We are not separate from each other in my home. Even the Gods have characteristics, while we are neutral to that feeling there. The best I can explain about our condition is that I am a state of myself from my home and you are another state of myself from my home. It does not mean that you are a part of me; rather if you wrote this statement then also it will be equally true. All I may say, is that we have to return to my home. Here we are apart and need to be referred to as 'we'. There we are complete and one. Until both of us reach there, my completeness will not be achieved. Until then, I have to take various form using my various states and pursue you. If humans want to relate my home to something that makes sense to them, then they should think of it as heaven.
It seems that my purpose needs one more try. I understand you and I also understand that it may not be the end after which we will be going home. However, the human condition is unique. It believes. It knows the facts but it still believes. Consequently, I am also clinging to the belief that all will be well before the end and that the end will be eternal this time: no more forms, no more pursuits. If at all the belief is false, there will still be a beginning after the end. I have experienced a place where there is no time, but still I talk about beginnings and ends. I have experienced being neutral to any characteristics, but still I find sense in feeling of belief and hope. I can see that I can find meaning in words which are not at all meaningful.
Let me set aside facts and let me honor my human condition. Let me believe in miracles and wonder if one is about to happen the very next moment. Let me feel the intoxication of hope. Thus, let me chose to believe while I linger in my human form.
The truth is that I have been stalking you from the beginning of time. When I was given an opportunity to chose my path, I was also told that you will be taking this path. In that very instant my path was decided. I had options but none can be chosen, except one. This is how I came to this world.
As per the decree of this world, I was born as a male child and you were born as female child. We were both spiritual beings back then; Godlike, brilliant, oozing with possibilities. I was the future king of this world and you were the future queen; more importantly my queen. I set in human flesh with this as one of the purpose of my life. I am an abstract creature; the presence of any form does not determine my existence. I am not bound to my human form; it is just a notional form as seen from the abstract plane. Like me you are also a resident of my plane. However, this world has its own beauty and there are certain things that come with this human experience. The moment I opened up my eyes in this world, I almost forgot all of it; the purpose was forgotten, your semblance was no more in my memory; and same happened to you.
It was for the same reason that when we first meet in this world, I was not able to recognize you as the same being whom I have been following since eternity. You were in your human form. However, in whatever form you be, it is you who made me come to this world and it could only be you who could make me feel home, the place we came from.
Yeah! This is not my home. My home is beyond time and space. From there space and time are abstract concepts. The presence of my home is eternal, while being equally unreal. It is beyond reality while it exists. The definitions of reality, criteria of existence are not present there. If only it was possible for humans to explain the meaning of Zero, I would have been able to describe my home in language. We are not separate from each other in my home. Even the Gods have characteristics, while we are neutral to that feeling there. The best I can explain about our condition is that I am a state of myself from my home and you are another state of myself from my home. It does not mean that you are a part of me; rather if you wrote this statement then also it will be equally true. All I may say, is that we have to return to my home. Here we are apart and need to be referred to as 'we'. There we are complete and one. Until both of us reach there, my completeness will not be achieved. Until then, I have to take various form using my various states and pursue you. If humans want to relate my home to something that makes sense to them, then they should think of it as heaven.
It seems that my purpose needs one more try. I understand you and I also understand that it may not be the end after which we will be going home. However, the human condition is unique. It believes. It knows the facts but it still believes. Consequently, I am also clinging to the belief that all will be well before the end and that the end will be eternal this time: no more forms, no more pursuits. If at all the belief is false, there will still be a beginning after the end. I have experienced a place where there is no time, but still I talk about beginnings and ends. I have experienced being neutral to any characteristics, but still I find sense in feeling of belief and hope. I can see that I can find meaning in words which are not at all meaningful.
Let me set aside facts and let me honor my human condition. Let me believe in miracles and wonder if one is about to happen the very next moment. Let me feel the intoxication of hope. Thus, let me chose to believe while I linger in my human form.
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