Are we a thread of reality? Or are we just a figment of imagination? Who knows, really? What if we are just collectively dreaming and that the life in this realm is something we should wake up from? If you can sense me by way of seeing, hearing and feeling, then I must be real, isn’t it so? That is how science materialism oriented our mind. We think, therefore, we are. Cogito ergo sum. According to Rene Descartes, the act of doubting one’s own existence served as proof of the reality of one’s own mind because there must be a thinking entity for there to be thought.
Maybe he is right. But try closing your eyes and stopping the flow of thought in your mind. Without the light getting in your eyes and with total silence, there seems to be no “I” or “you”. There is just quiet and infinite space there – have you noticed?
I will leave that thought for you to decide. But life is just life. Let us learn to breathe and smell the flowers. Fretting ourselves to death would not make things happen. Let go and let life flows.
“You cannot become happy; you can only be happy” – ADI DA SAMRAJ