The mass of contradiction, the weight of hypocrisy is growing moment by moment exponentially, between what we thought made sense, what we think now makes sense and what we sense we are becoming, as the existing paradigm shifts, to a new experience beyond energy and matter, as the perceived foundation of the experience, to one of pure information, the foundational building blocks of all experiences; few if any can scarcely imagine what this new IS will be.
And when the mass of our contradictions, the weight of our hypocrisies are so great that it feels like the gravity of a black hole ripping apart your heart and mind, your consciousness screaming wake up, to the experience transforming around you, it is then we will begin to accept that all we thought we knew will make sense no more or ever again.
This is what our blessed awareness is for, we have been given the gift of being the witness bearer, to our own transcendence and when we finally again understand, when things again appear to make sense, our ascension to the new experience will be complete, we will be spirit, soul, one in LOVE.
But these my friends are just feeble words, scrawled meanderings, attempting to explainable in vain the now unexplainable, to know without real hope of now knowing what IS the IS to come, just as we cannot fathom in anyway the IS that was IS before.
“If, then, I were asked for the most important advice I could give, that which I considered to be the most useful to the men of our century, I should simply say: in the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.” ~ Leo Tolstoy, Essays, Letters and Miscellanies