I am not currently sick or dying in the practical sense of battling a disease but we are all heading down the slippery slope toward our inevitable demise. We exist for the briefest moments in the universal time scale. We are blips on the radar of evolutionary progress. We are here and then we are gone. It is only the comfort of our tenuous grasp on consciousness that can steal us away from the fateful fabric that stands ready to smother the life from all of us. Regardless, I am happy and content.
The majority of the world's religious faiths suggest a different reality.That we are permitted an enlightened escapade dancing with the supernatural, twirling about in a dance macabre.
All that is asked is a commitment to the unknowable, to become what Kierkegaard referred to as "Knights of Infinite Resignation". It is not enough to lead a simple life toiling and performing good deeds, there must be the leap of faith. A commitment to an entity, to a personality of undefinable qualities, I have come to the conclusion that the entity must be the deepest black, comprising all things, all ideas, all emotions, all of the perceptions and colors that define us and our existence encapsulated within it's opaqueness. Most suggest otherwise, that the supreme being is light, but that can't be possible because visible light is the tiniest sliver of the EM spectrum. The Lord of all must be the deepest blackest night and therefore the enemy of my life.
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