Make Believe and Purgatory

All of this fuss

All of it

Designed to help us forget - We are going to die and to give us a false sense of security.

Of course we are glued to a planet traveling at 500,000 mph in orbit around our galaxy surrounded by cold empty lethal vacuum, with a continuous thermonuclear explosion within a star 1 million times our size a mere 93 million miles away, but sure, lets all feel safe.

Purgatory is knowing your entire life that you are surrounded by an immensity you are unable to truly grasp, amongst forces that could snuff out your entire planet in an instant - and even if nothing happens, your’e going to eventually die.

Nice

Is it any wonder then, why we are all insane?

We invent purpose and make believe human construct to define those purposes - none of them real - all in a struggle against our reality, a struggle we cannot possibly win

To spend an entire lifetime building kingdoms out of sand knowing they are to wash out to sea, without a trace, at our death - is crazy

Running around with such haste and purpose like mice on a wheel, ants in a line, so certain of our self-importance and self made worlds. Wealth, prestige, nation, success, power, religion - it’s all made up and you’re insane for insisting it’s not. It’s all going to go away - all of it - at the moment of our deaths - because it was never real - exactly as it has for the hundreds of millions before us - forgotten as you will be forgotten.

We have moments. In those moments we live, we know love, knowledge of our universe, music, art, moments of pure experience of our universe - but none of us have prestige, purpose, nation, god, power, importance - for all of those, all of them, are man made fantasy. Shallow human construct that deny you life - all for a sense of false purpose, safety, and to avoid thinking of our deaths.

Ironic - denying oneself life in order to avoid death and feel safe.

Moments are all we really have

all the rest of it - all of it

is insanity