Seeking the profound.

All of my life I have tried to grasp the enormity of the Universe, which intellectually & I know (or believe) to be infinite. I always ask, “Why”?

Gazing at the stars, trying to make Earth bound sense of it all.

“Let’s see. All the stars that are visible to the naked eye are in our galaxy and there are as many galaxies as there are stars.”

Steady now.

So, in essence I search to grasp Infinity or Eternity. I recall, long ago, on one occasion, getting a little light headed and losing my footing when I started to conceptualize the massiveness of which is all around us.

It was as though I backed off and wouldn’t take that next step to “understand”. It was like a point of no return. Maybe I really didn’t want to know or feel the Power and Vastness.

Still today, I constantly seek answers to the profound and mundane. There always has to be reason. I hold that in the next life we will all know these answers, but at that time it won’t make a difference. All will be understood. I laugh when I hear about those that “blow themselves up” for their cause and religion - looking forward to a reward of seventy virgins in the afterlife.

Ha ha ha ha, did they ever think it might be a punishment? Those most favored will receive at least seven thousand virgins or an unlimited eternal virginal supply?. What happens after seventy days? You have run out of virgins and you’re S.O.L? Maybe they could bargain for another explosion in a short reincarnated life.

OK, I digress.

I continue to recall the morning after my first psychedelic trip. After all the deep thinking and Reality shattering revelations, the sun rose the same way the next day. I was hungry and had to eat. I had to get to the cafeteria. I had to wait in line. I had to do all the same mundane things I did everyday. It didn’t seem right. I “knew” the secrets of the Universe and I was still tied to the physical realm – a slave to reality. How could that be?

My lesson; regardless of mighty insights, we still have to survive day to day while we are here.

To paraphrase an ancient proverb:

What does a wood cutter do after he attains enlightenment?

He cuts wood.

So I ask,

“Is it worth asking?

Is it worth seeking?

Is it worth knowing right now?”


T.G.