The scope of it all is great, but we live in the details, the minitiae, the cracks, the latest moment, we are soaked in the passing time, to the bone. we are always so personal with ourselves, ha, ha. . Time is moving so fast such that i was young and now i’m old. What happened? Lots, but maybe, not enough. Now, its all happening. Its rolling now. It started out very slow, but now, it is full and time cannot hold and we are all rushing downsteam at breakneck speed. They say devil’s slide is just up ahead. That will be a real pounding, expect to be wet, broken, and drowned. Don’t be afraid. We all must die one way or another. Its only a few seconds before u hit the head smashing bottom. The body has no real substance, it is only a “process”. To remove the life force that animates the body, sometimes one needs some hard shocks and then its free, to travel on or to disappear forever. The stakes are as high as they can get.
“Life is but a dream”, implying that there is much illusion and little that is substantial. Perhaps one needs to impose one’s personal dream on the whole dream. Its a little like lucid dreaming, being aware that you are dreaming. To be aware of the fleeting, tenuous nature of one’s existence, of one’s identity, People spend their whole lives trying to figure out “reality”, so many religions for this, total speculation in my opinion. However there are a few luminaries in recent times that I think have it figured out like Nisergadatta Maharaj, Ramani Maharshi, and others. At least it seems so to me. But always I must conclude that I really don’t know much for certain. Though it seems that to live from one’s heart is essential.