Symphony of Life

Wow, I’m still here. Literally I am amazed. This hunk of flesh keeps hurling forward through space. I am barely connected to the body yet I look out of these eyes. Here and there, seeing many levels of existence at once, every atom of the soul perceives a billion subtleties. Communing with the cosmos and talking with a friend, the way forward is a bit at a time. Standing on a planet with my head in the stars, I can hear many songs at night. You and I are each one of the universe’s melodies. No matter what you do you will be in the Symphony of Life.

Let us get to the bottom of the search. An interest in metaphysics is compelled by a yearning to know what one intuitively feels are the true mysteries. Life cannot be about a 9 to 5’er and a microcosm of personal dramas. We can play that role for awhile but eventually we will all tire of the game. There is something greater calling to all of us. Each one who realizes makes it a little easier for the next. Creating a climate of wisdom, flowers start blooming. A garden of enlightenment becomes the joy of the Earth. Darkness is dispersed naturally.

Follow your intuition when it comes to politics. A slick campaign can make your skin crawl. Who seems to be sincere? Who seems to work for the same forces keeping the populace in fear? If there are none you resonate with, create an alternative. Form an opinion and give it a try. The secret is to be total in your action. We need a transcendent system that works in accord with universal law to the benefit of all. There should be plenty of time to enjoy the beaches of the Earth and travel. Water must be cleaned throughout the world. There is no excuse for the extinction of species.

One day 3000 years from now if someone is still here, they may believe the stories of great beasts that roamed the Earth to be myths that were never real. After all, the beauty of a tiger is pretty farfetched. Not to mention the absurd wonder of the giraffe and sensitive magnitude of the elephant. When they are gone, who will be there to remind humanity? A time capsule with photos is not the same as a relationship with a living creature. We all loved the Croc Hunter because he gave voice to the animals. He remembered himself as an animal.

Outside the city walls nature awaits us. Relax the mind and allow the imagination to fill in the astral world just outside of our own. No more doubts stopping up the psychic process. Trust in yourself and follow your own path. Each moment will build upon the next and the seeds you sew will bring an abundant harvest. There is always time to make a change as long as you are alive. When you move on to the astral realm there will be other adventures, but before long you will be on the next trip here to do it all over again. There is no escaping destiny, so it is best to enjoy it.

~Christopher Moors