Moon waxing gibbous 13.7 days, Sagittarius – Fire. Time 21:45, planet hours: Jupiter.
From the perspective of conscious immortality, there are pitfalls. I know that I am an immortal conscious being, but in my current physical state there are perceived limitations prior to mastering consciousness. Time is not on my side within this conscious simulation. During the waxing and waning of the moon I cycle through similar emotional states.
I can see the infinite within the finite. There are no limits within the confines of consciousness. Abraham was right, there is so much in abundance and it is fitting because the unbridled expansion of consciousness requires it. My role is defined and as every bit in constant flux. It is all a fascinating bit of theater. Everything singing its own song, all in the same key, not always in my prefered pitch.
Acceptance is a wedge that pries at my attachments and well honed habits. I struggle to care. If it is all a dream then why should I care at all? Everything is temporary. It always has been and forever will be. The chaos is just a facade of what we are unable to understand, all while never knowing we sing the same song
What matters? Everything and nothing, soon to be replaced by some other thing even though they all now seem to be the same thing. Consciousness wastes nothing.
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