Death is coming

The closer death creeps up upon me the less I am able to understand the reasons for life or living.

Yes I have experienced a close family member dying and unlike television it takes decades to handle such a thing. To think I am going to put my family through such a thing when I finally leave is more horrific to me than the thought of death itself.

My life was and is still a learning experience but when all said and done what am I to do with all this accumulated learning over my lifetime if I just die. There is no logic or reason to this.

Long ago I became aware that the God story that is sold to the majority is just a nice story to give mankind with a message of a basic layout of how nice life could be if everyone followed these ideas. Not many in life do and if one thinks about it the good and evil structures actually depend on each other. The good that can be experienced in life is only understood as good when there is it's opposite to compare it to. This is not rocket science only common sense in reality. I am not saying we need to experience bad but understanding in it is needed to appreciate the great things many of us can have in our lives. From birth to death there are many ways mankind helps his fellow man. How many ways can you help?


Wednesday, October 28, 2015

The Presence Of Chaos In Your Soul

By Evan Sanders


"You need chaos in your soul to give birth to a dancing star." - Nietzsche

"Go to the deepest darkest place you can permit yourself to be and see if you can find a little light up in the top right corner?"

I finally saw that little light. For my entire life, I thought that this little light was something called resilience but oh how was I wrong. What I didn't understand for all of those years what that the light I could see was called joy. Joy was present in this horrifying moment. How could that be? How could something like joy exist in something so covered in black.

I will never forget that moment. I will never forget that feeling deep inside of me of being full of this darkness. This thicker than molasses type of feeling where I truly felt stuck. Trapped. In a prison of my own mind. This time of my life was certainly the darkest, but now that I look back on it, it seemed to have light as well.

That light was always there, I just wasn't looking for it back then.

The idea of even going back to this place of darkness to explore what is there isn't very comforting. That's a place of pain, of sorrow, and of misfortune. But it's also a place where I could learn a whole lot about life and the lesson I'm supposed to be taught. It's a place where if I bring some light in, I could illuminate all of my fears and see them for what they actually are.

Like all dark places, if you bring enough light they can be seen for what they truly are. But even in darkness itself, you have the ability to be a presence of light just being someone who is full of compassion and love. You might not have an external source of power, but you do have an internal source.

Into the depths we dive.

I'm bringing my light.




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