myself-me

just call me … d e s t i n y

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again, the rain
the huge trees softly shrouded
music dripping, sloshing, trickling
mozzies incarnating for the bite of a lifetime
mold and mustiness and mushrooms:
the sublime suchness of the rainforest

~

If one has to have a name, why not ‘Destiny’?  All the billions of apparently individual persons existing in the phenomenal world are but one power, one Life-energy moving through Life-patterns determined by destiny.

Some call destiny ‘God’s Will,’ others refer to ‘Cosmic Law’.  Destiny is the simply the unfolding of circumstances according to genetics, structure, environment and experience, all powered by Life’s natural impulse to move, to grow, to unfold and expand.

Destiny is a picture too vast to be comprehended by this miniscule thought-bubble called me, yet it is none other than mySelf in motion.

~

who or what witnesses?

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if myself-me is this mind
thinking its endless stream of thoughts

then who or what witnesses?

.

if myself-me is these feelings
of pain or rejection, satisfaction or joy

then who or what witnesses?

.

if myself-me is this timeline of
experiences – the good the bad and the ugly

then who or what witnesses?

.

thinking self, feeling self, historical self
– all are creations of consciousness
think-ing, feel-ing, experience-ing

.

try a little thought experiment:
suspend the myself-me concept
just for a moment –
just to see for yourself
(it won’t go away, you can
adopt it again, or not)

what remains?

.

‘I’

endlessly

silently

choicelessly

witnessing

‘IT’-self

~