Or is this experience of life the same thing for everyone, something disguised by shape and dimension so we think we are unique?
Beginning, middle or end – where am I; am I near the beginning of the most important portion of this journey, not its end; middle of life, the way swirl is in the middle of the toilet bowl. But hanging on, my internal gyroscope keeping me steady in my sense of where I’m going.
I rarely know where I am, but always feel I know where I am going.
But, am I near the beginning of my end or am I back – nearer my beginning, re-plowing old ground, seeking to understand better. It’s like grabbing water that’s gone under a bridge or over some falls. Still, I’m reminded of one scene, and one particular line from The Magus. Michael Caine’s character Nicholas Urfe says this T.S. Eliot quote: “We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.”
If you think it is confusing now, imagine how confusing life will be in another decade or two when information-overload becomes a cube-function of what it is today – awash we’ll be in every kind of knowledge imaginable, still searching for deep understanding of something, or of someone. Likely both. I’ll keep that with me. Forever and always.
Here’s an idea – not mine, some precious wisdom:
“Once you know what you are really looking for it’s easier to find it.”
They are hard to find now a days. There is to much fluff and not enough substance in most connections. But when you find that one or few that you can sit for hours and connect on an intellectual level, that connection is priceless, MJ, Calgary, AB
Musing is good words. Nice to think I am a real conversation, makes me smile. Laughing because you described how people think your musing is about them when it is not, lol. Don't tell me if it is not, let me enjoy the moment please!, CM, Victoria, BC