In the end, there will be nothing left to do besides let go. Equanimity. Accepting unity, recognizing duality as an imposter.
Good and bad, darkness and light, sickness and health. Yin and Yang. Trump and Biden. Imposters, all.
Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert…..Nothing beside remains.
Peace, seeing existence as it is. Our purpose, to be; for a while. Moments in the sun, others in darkness. In and out, up and down, round and round. Then back to where we came from, dissolution into the elements from which all is made.
If we seek meaning, we may invent it for ourselves as man has always done but you will not find it writ in the particles of physics. Or anywhere else.
Meaning, if it is to be found at all, is in the beauty and continuity of the eternal cycles of which we are a part. Meaning is the coming together of particles and their eventual dissolution. A universe springs into existence from some primal black hole and great wonders are the result.
Stars and galaxies and eventually clumps of matter which are aware of their own existence. Wondrous indeed.
And then they go, as do we. Do not cling to life as the wise have said over so many generations, for to do so will lead to disappointment. Accept our ephemeral nature and rejoice in it while we may.
Wealth and power, land and possessions, happiness and joy. Suffering and pain, poverty and ill health. Kindness and bestiality. Bigotry, ignorance and prejudice. All pass.
“The present life of man upon earth, O King, seems to me in comparison with that time which is unknown to us like the swift flight of a sparrow through the mead-hall where you sit at supper in winter, with your Ealdormen and thanes, while the fire blazes in the midst and the hall is warmed, but the wintry storms of rain or snow are raging abroad. The sparrow, flying in at one door and immediately out at another, whilst he is within, is safe from the wintry tempest, but after a short space of fair weather, he immediately vanishes out of your sight, passing from winter to winter again. So this life of man appears for a little while, but of what is to follow or what went before we know nothing at all.”
A bleak message for some, to others such reality has a stark attraction. Clinging to the gossamer of human life makes little sense. And yet while we live, we should embrace it. Accept that existence “is” and that it has beauty. Lay no claim to others nor yet to our non existent selves.
We are. There is little else to be said.
Following the base desires foisted upon us by evolution may help our selfish genes, but will bring our awareness, our consciousness little joy.
And so what is reality and what is my part in it? It is an infinity of energy, a bubbling cauldron of primal forces endlessly creating and destroying.
Live a while and witness reality for yourself. There is great comfort in seeing the comings and goings for what they are. Drop greed, ambition, violence and live as the lily of the field.
And then a beauty and comfort and joy seems to emerge from the unity and chaos of the ten thousand things.
Drop pretense and foolish posturing.
Despise nothing, accept everything. Serenity will be the result.
Weltanschauung 
My great-aunt’s husband, George Demetrios Papageorge-Palladius, from Samos, Greece, was remembered by my father as he who asserted: “Accept Conditions.”
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I loved Samos when I went there in my late teens with a very naughty girlfriend. Wonder if it is still lovely?
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Mark Twain once said “the worst things in my life never happened,” yet caused needless worry. Conversely, the best things in life often occur without any planning or expectations. Dealing with what is should be our priority.
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Yes. Or even “not” dealing with what is. For instance, distasteful as I find Trump I can’t really see too much point in bothering to write about him or any other politician or businessman. As Keith has so often said, most of what humanity concerns itself with is so irrelevant and unnecessary. Hence I suppose my tendency to retreat and cease to concern myself with worldly matters. It surprises me that people of Trump’s or Biden’s age have not seen through it all …they never will,
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Very enriched, Anthony. Thanks for sharing.
Keith.
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I’m tending to write these days only when I feel very strongly about something or feel I have something to say which I feel may be interesting to others. I find I am able to live in a far more “carefree” manner these days, not because I am indifferent but just because I realize that letting go is to avoid suffering. Equally, I find more and more that human concerns are simply irrelevant as you have so often said yourself. It is not a question of being “aloof” or superior in any way – its a simple realization that most of what humanity concerns itself with is not worth bothering about.
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Appropos your feeling of being “far more carefree”, there is a story angels float so lightly because there’s no cares to weigh them down to our level. All Is Well. The underlying human dilemma is the perennial war between the wants and needs of human survival versus the unrelenting Reality of human destiny that drives Seekers and Mystic experience. You mention humans concerns as irrelevant, but upon examination everything human seems to be spun out of the human mind, artificial.
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Anthony, you have a lyrical way of writing. You say in few words what most people cannot say in paragraphs.
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Kind of you to say so Ron
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The famous philosopher, William James, once told the story of man who found himself at night, slipping down the side of a steep slope toward the edge of a cliff. To his surprise, he managed to catch a branch which stopped his fall. He remained clinging to it, in misery, for hours. But finally, his fingers had to let loose their hold, and with a despairing farewell to life, he let himself drop.
He fell just six inches.
Had he given up the struggle earlier, his agony would have been spared. We cling to life in a completely understandable human way most of our lives, suffering terribly when it is lost too soon, and sometimes despair even when it dwindles slowly in the latter part of a long and fruitful life.
We are born into this life in a miraculous awakening that holds an infinite variety of possibilities, not all of which are filled with light and joy, but instead represent sequences from the realm of infinite possibility that take place over a lifetime, no matter how long or how short that lifetime may be.
Our gift of life promises only to provide a path among the many which are possible, but it does not direct the course of it. We must choose our own direction.
I agree with Ron. Your writing often cuts to the chase with nothing to spare, while still engaging the reader with a creatively appealing style.
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Thank you for your kind thoughts John. I guess my hidden agenda is always “the avoidance of suffering”. You are right on all counts; we must ditch fear which will only cripple our lives and we must realize that our lives are an open book from which we can choose the recipe. Once we stop clinging to life we may be able to avoid suffering. I guess that ceasing to cling is not “giving up” or ceasing to “care” in any way. Just realizing that so much is out of our hands and that in any event in the grand scheme of things one life is not of such vast moment that we should become so terribly attached. I suppose its all about losing the ego. Something that takes most of us a lifetime to do and which requires ever constant vitiligous to maintain.
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