We think we are looking for meaning
Happiness. Something, anything external. Outside our Self.
Running perpetually Chasing that myth. We declare it as Truth. Preach to each other in head nodding conformations.
But what we really are seeking is the experience of being alive.
When our experience resonates from the physical plane to our spiritual mystery the true Rapture of this life
Pushes us forward to blindly see.
The only real Journey is inward.
