the power of 3!

I watched an Ancient Aliens (I don't know why...) about how the number 3 is a gift from extraterrestrial life. The experts say that the prevalence of the number 3 in history is calling our attention.

 

This is actually true, but of course has nothing to do with aliens.

3 "is a unique number" (as Ancient Aliens would state it) because it is representative of 'perspective' reality (or the reality of perspectives?). Many philosophies and religions are laid out as a battle between good and evil. Some very astute religions (philosophies? where is the line drawn?!?) have taken this a step further as chaos vs. order.

"But what does this have to do with the number 3?!" you may ask.
Of course, 3 is everything! In the religious battles of good vs. evil there is always a 3rd side to the story: mankind. Or in the case of chaos vs. order the middle is "the dao" (or "the way").

 

Both of these ideas are so close to truth. When it's good vs. evil the neutral zone is mankind, or who we are. When it's chaos vs. order the neutral zone is "the way," or what we do.

 

In reality it is everything vs. nothing and the neutral zone is perspective, or consciousness. In essence, consciousness is the phenomenon that occurs at the interface of two extremes. It is the existence that we all experience. It is untouchable because when it is breached on either side it is no longer an interface of contrast. In other words, consciousness is awareness, not knowledge. In order to truly understand something you must be separate from it -- this is the fractional nature of our reality.

 

Untouchable and unknowable at the same time and us, right in the middle.

Life Does Not Care

I find it hard to remember that. Everyone does.
We too often anthropomorphize life, remarking how cruel and unfair it (and sometimes even she) is. The universe is purely subjective (or so it seems). There are no lucky or unlucky people. Only perspectives and situations. The suffering, elation and apathy you experience is a direct consequence of how you view the events around you, because they have no intrinsic good or bad elements.

I don't know what the point of all this is. Perhaps it's a reminder to myself that complaining about how unfair my situation is implies that I have been wronged, and that I don't deserve it. But there is no wrong and there is no deserving, there is only perspective, and the happiness I created is it's own reward. Perhaps this rant has been to remind myself that there is nothing more beautiful than happiness suspended in an ether of meaninglessness and pure nothing. But above all, that everything I just said, and everything I will ever think is nothing but perspective.

Some Personal Poetry

I guess I'm going to start posting some poems on here... You don't have to read them, they're really more for me.


Forever

It wasn't even close to 'forever,'
Not even close to a lifetime.

A part of me was always afraid of this,
But I choked him to death,
Unnecessarily it seems,
(You were right, you SOB).
It was uttered so much,
With so much passion,
It felt sincere.

Truth is infinitely more painful,
Especially when it isn't true.