Meditation must surely be the link to all the universes solutions, as a good moment of introspective rumination does lead to a clearness of purpose for the day. Lost in thought and alone with oneself can usurp the confidence of individual tasks but when put to thought, oneself is found and ties the tasks ahead in blissful nirvana. There is nothing that cannot be accomplished at that moment, in the visualization of your true self completing any future task, with ease, as it erases any doubt or fears that may could’ve arisen at the pinpoint moment of true activity. It is as if all knowledge is tied to one another, in a cloud so far-gone past Microsoft’s capabilities coupled with the full scope of our new age online information to a point of absurd simplicity. We are the login, the connection, the vessel, the comprehension and it seems we are losing touch with this truth.
Awake, the mind wanders, hearing the city lights glare reflecting off the sounds our eyes never cease to see in hubs of activity. Metropolis built on suffocating pads of concrete with balconies of loving light blockaded by blinds of overactive lives set on overdrive; we begin to not know how we became so lost. Rat’s racing from overlords, set to green-yellow-red motion, not choosing our paths because our terms have already been set by the indebted souls living in homes of dreams. Reality lost, people lost; souls lost. Plugging in seems to have become the solution, using web-scapes of our own creation to link to another individual potentially living the life we dream of. Touching a real tree in a forest without planning for weeks to arrive at such a destination, never to fully enjoy the moment knowing we must go back to the hub-ub of society we call home where we share the moment instantly; online.
Webscapping is the new escape from reality than, isn’t it? An open source of sharing that creates feelings of belonging when the community isn’t near enough at hand. Neighbors being able to be on another continent as the new connectivity so allows and thus enables the dreamer to continue to dream. Here is the point of no return, being lost in ones thoughts and alone, but hope, the dream, the imagery projected; teaching us the exact opposite. Living vicariously through others self-projections, not admitting any of the downs of personal events; only sharing the perfection of their experience for you to wallow in. Self inflicted cerebral torture influenced by artificial connections met by dopamines setting the mind alight, making belonging the newest and most powerful narcotic of known history.
It doesn’t need to be though does it? As I do believe that what I am thinking now and the medium for which it is being shared; even the words chosen create a clear definition of hypocrisy; doesn’t it? Does that even matter; to me? No, not particularly as these moments of shared rumination’s are a forum for my own mind to find spiritual openness via sharing and then later, free of concerns, my mind is taken back to it’s natural home to breed positivity! Is that not the goal of re-connection in itself? I digress from the point however as I do not live in any major metropolous, the stars still light my dreams in haste of the morning’s sunrise on the horizon. I spend more time outdoors, even in simple euphoria’s of learning, than ever spent here, typing up what I know to be truth as it has been explained by Mia Terra Madra. Truth is, this is just an outlet of expression, a place that a voice may scream quite surrender to the masses after confirming the cranial arteries during the day’s paces in serenity.
Drugs are everywhere, they’re application and use are based on the person’s involved and this is especially true when being indicative to the social media’s of today. There is a simple cleans, go be with yourself instead, find the love from within and use the power found there to derive your true self away from the screen. Meditation is the anti-venom to the spiders poisonous bite while entangled in the cyber-web, as it were. Creating harmony with the peacefulness of life, discovering the passion of gratitude and finally accessing your destiny by way of pushing away the clutter around you in moments of projected personal nirvana. We could all use these moment’s more often; especially when nature, completely unplugged, is not close at hand. You could sit in majesty of the forested cliffs or wade in the ripples of a rising tide both basked in full radiant sun if this is what bestows strength to your core. That’s what meditation is, or could be, your personal moment of surrender on route to enlightenment.
Enjoy your moment of calm today.
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