Words alone can never bring out the essence of that thing we call life. The truth is far more subtle than that. Many have tried and failed to explain that which permeates all beings. The life essence is a substance which science cannot explain or touch. It baffles the brightests minds of philosophy and theology alike. It is beyond the human psyche to create or comprehend. So what are we to make of this mystery?
The immovable mind sees all things as they are. Accepts the un-acceptable and follows the path of least resistance. And yet we long to know more. To endlessly question that which has no answer. To those who cannot sit still and let the world unfold, chaos is a true friend.
So into the wind we must go. With all our dreams and wishes. Basking in the radiance of a new day, awash in the myst of long forgotten worlds of some by-gone era in time. No matter the pain and sorrow we see and feel, at times so intense and overwhelming, that we shrink from the thought. Dispite all our questioning dispair with our longing to be free from all the unknowns of this life - still we must persist in realizing that a purpose filled life results in fullfillment beyond words. And that my friends IS life.
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