
peace and love from me to the world
i remember hearing someone say, at some point in my life, that life is meant to be shared. as beautiful and simple as this sounds, its not easy to accomplish. i also remember hearing from someone somewhere that our minds are like islands, as much as we can try to share our experience, we will still always be alone, and it’s basically impossible to truly share an experience or to truly understand someone else (maybe there’s some spiritual ethereal exceptions here). a few different thoughts on this perspective:
the mind is so complex, most of us don’t even understand our own minds, so how can we expect to understand someone else’s?
there’s a story (i think it’s buddhist(?)) about a king with 5 blind servants, they all feel an elephant but they feel different parts (like one feels the ears, one feels the tail, another the feet, ect.) then the king says to them “you just felt an elephant, describe to me what an elephant is” they all start saying very different descriptions (“it’s firm and solid”, “no it’s not it’s floppy and thin”, “no it’s (whatever, insert any description of a different part of an elephant here”)) and they start arguing about what an elephant feels like. then the king tells them “you all felt the same thing, but you all felt different parts of it. instead of arguing about the differences, use your different experiences to build a more complete picture of what an elephant actually is.
the amount of our lives that we experience on our own, is far more vast than what anybody else sees in us. even if we dedicate our life to sharing it with someone else, the experiences of our internal world, of our minds, of our own narratives in our head, these are entire universes so vast they can never be encapsulated, and when somebody else sees us, they only see the smallest fraction of our lives. they only sees moments in the grand story of our lives.
this creation is my attempt to share my world, at least as much as i possibly can (and as much as i want to) with the outside world. this is an attempt, this is not the whole story, how could it be? and whatever i share, these are only my experiences coming from my perspective. like the blind servants explaining the elephant, what i experience is definitely different than what someone else experiences. i can be talking about the same things some of you have experienced, maybe you’re someone in my physical life and we shared these moments together, remember that the way i share what i share is only coming from my own personal world. i can only speak for myself and i can only come from my own perspective. everything is relative, and nothing i share is absolute truth, just my own personal experiences (but i will try to be as honest and transparent as possible). but remember, what you see here is only a fraction of my life, only sporadic moments dotted throughout my story. our worlds are so complex they are universes of their own. i don’t even understand my own world or my own life most of the time. i feel lost more often than i feel like i know where i am and what i’m doing. most of what i go through i can only understand in retrospect, and even then i can only partially understand. i am constantly rewriting my own narrative to account for new perspectives and understandings.
so with all of this being said, here is my world. from my universe, to the vast world that i am only a speck in. here is my story, or at least part of it. with peace and love from my soul to yours.
enjoy the ride