Like a Child Free to Be What Is · Pattern Flux Feeling Alright!
⁘ “"How do you feel?" Thanks for asking. Feeling quite alright. The existential vexation that once drove me to the ends of the world has vanished. All of this is a weave of patterns, formations whooshing through space, and I am at ease with that. I relate to it from a certain orbit, a neutral stance free of from projection and meddling. I have the luxury of tasting, seeing, hearing, the emotions, the colors, the textures of all that is. Watching like a curious child.”
"How do you feel?",
asked an old friend.
Well, hello old friend.
It's been a while, and thanks for asking.
I'm quite alright.
The existential vexation that once drove me
to the ends of the world and the summits beyond
has vanished.
All of this is a weave of patterns,
formations whooshing through space,
as it may, and I am at ease with that.
There is no me that identifies
with any of it as a lasting reality,
and with that, there is a certain relief.
There is a certain distance that
allows for the fullness of experience.
Feeling all right.
I relate to it from a certain orbit,
a neutral stance that keeps me
clear from projection and meddling,
and with that I have the luxury of
tasting, seeing, hearing,
the emotions, the colors,
the textures of all that is,
as the art of life without being mesmerized by it.
Instead, like a curious child,
I watch it unfold.