Luckily for all of us, truth is not proprietary.

Date:   4/1/2015 6:53:45 AM ( 9 y ago)

I thought of a few possible titles. Nothing other than an old Cult song, and one of my favorites from the 8th grade, “Electric Ocean”, was dusted off from the upstairs memory banks.

I will summarize what this place is to me for no reason other than I enjoy the topic. It would not have, or would need, an official title. To say it is an actual place would be highly contested amongst many, but contending it is a place to one will likely be found acceptable.

It can be a state found in dreams as equally it can be reached during what we refer to as awake. It is alive and can be seen as fierce. It is electric and unforgiving in that it returns what we transmit. Our reality could be said to be similar however because the results can be far delayed in time, the perceived sharpness of karmatic type return can be missed by one not looking to see it.

I do not love using words that can be interpreted in many ways and am simply referring to a law many of us already believe exists. That what we send out is returned to us. There are multitudes of descriptions of this belief in religions and thinkers alike. Science involving more advanced electromagnetic studies can to some degree attest how thought waves emit charges that affect our external environment. We also have a law that states any action has an equal and opposite reaction.

In this place, laws are redefined and forgotten. Beliefs are crushed like little wood platforms we were able to stand on use to make sense of our reality. These do not keep us afloat on the electric ocean.

It is not a place only some can visit and others are not welcome. It could be said to be a place in which time itself has ended and all things have merged. It could be said to be quite frightening for one who is not ready to experience the vastness of the universe to even minimal degrees. In fact, if we have gone to this place it never began as a comfortable experience.

As beings via the human condition and conditioning, we are not initially prepared to shatter so many beliefs so quickly to take comfort in the vastness we are a part of. It is like being alone under the stars for the first time in the darkest wilderness and staring up for the first time. There will be questions and there will be a tint of fear. Electric, indeed.

Some of us have a knack for learning. Some of us have a willingness to unlearn which is a requirement to experience this place. We tend to find each other as do all circles of those who share intent.

There are many components challenged when we go to the fringes of the shoreline and begin to step into such an ocean. The number of the days left in our very lives and questions of our own existence and mortality cannot be denied.

Nothing can be denied in this place, as our own unwillingness to see is melted by the water itself until we choose to leave from fear or remain.

It could be said to be beautiful. It could be said to be painful. The ocean is only the ocean and our perceptions do not impact what it remains to be.

As the staunchly institutionalized stand on wooden planks piled with beliefs already know the answers, they will have no reason to challenge their own constructions however popular they may be. The belief we are nothing equal the belief of what we are, stand to only be beliefs no matter how accepted they may be. Beliefs may be true or they may be false. Beliefs may be correctly suspended as unknown at the time. Only the most willing will return to challenge what they already known in a place such as this.

It would stand to reason believing we are not alone and are not only loved, but love itself, would be very different than the experience of it. In fact this experience could be projected to be quite shocking.

It would stand to reason believing we are alone and only matter returned to the earth could be equally difficult to cling to if a place such as this exists.

Luckily for all of us, truth is not proprietary.


 

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