THE THOUGHT FOR THE DAY IS........
February 5th 2007 23:45
THE THOUGHT FOR THE DAY IS ARE WE ALL FIGMENTS OF A COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS'S IMAGINATION?...........
Is everything we perceive a small part of a twisted fairy tale or a segment of a bad taste vaudeville show?
If I believe in Karma and re-incaration and that I am just a speck, a tiny part of a much bigger whole, what if the collective consciousness has been asleep my whole life, having a karmic nanna nap and this perceived existence is just a dream?
There is no world, no solar system, no universe, its all just an elaborate tecnhnicolour hallucination being played out like a pay tv showcase of re-runs of the X-files?
Sometimes my dreams seem more relevant to me than my day to day subsistence, more vivid more meaningful, waking up can seem so irrelevant, meaningless.
No life, no death, just an endless churning, swirling cosmos, like an old twin tub that wont move onto the rinse cycle till you step in and empty the dirty water manually, watching the murky, scum down the plug hole, refilling it from a clean, fresh source....................
If we are all character's in a neverending story...............what's the punchline?
Is everything we perceive a small part of a twisted fairy tale or a segment of a bad taste vaudeville show?
If I believe in Karma and re-incaration and that I am just a speck, a tiny part of a much bigger whole, what if the collective consciousness has been asleep my whole life, having a karmic nanna nap and this perceived existence is just a dream?
There is no world, no solar system, no universe, its all just an elaborate tecnhnicolour hallucination being played out like a pay tv showcase of re-runs of the X-files?
Sometimes my dreams seem more relevant to me than my day to day subsistence, more vivid more meaningful, waking up can seem so irrelevant, meaningless.
No life, no death, just an endless churning, swirling cosmos, like an old twin tub that wont move onto the rinse cycle till you step in and empty the dirty water manually, watching the murky, scum down the plug hole, refilling it from a clean, fresh source....................
If we are all character's in a neverending story...............what's the punchline?
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