All life is a communication. Man’s life is a message …
A culmination of what he has received from and perceived of every thing, and every being. Man’s construct is as an interpreter and receiver of information. The way he interprets becomes his fact. The facts he practices materialize as his reality. And that reality is projected to his environment, every other being, and every thing—as a message.
Man does not live so much as he communicates. While he does not control what information he receives, he has selected the primary form of receivership. The soul has a choice to choose its instance of arrival in the fabric of the mortal construct. And that point of arrival in time and space sets his position in the wave of humanity—thrusting himself amongst all others who are riding it forward at a tremendous pace.
Humanities’ progress is a set and we are its particulates.
Man as a message, looks about his day for the cumulative messages that have resonance with what he has constructed as reality. And inevitably so by the primary choice. Through that primary choice, he has architected a unique combination of countless messages that facilitate the construct of his reality; geography, weather, teachers, parents, friends, memories and the shape of the times. They all coalesce to craft his premier artwork called human.
Whether he is born in war and famine, and warred his way to economic fame—or whether he is born to the cunningly wealthy and lives in his ancestor’s shadows of shame. He has already bought a ticket for a ride that we all ride. And his seat has been predetermined.
The prime objective of being human is to seek well, while sitting well—and in one’s respective seat.
To choose the point on the wave in which things unfold naturally. That is where energy is at its peak and more progresses with less. Life reaches the pinnacle at which we feel the force of our nature that is reflected in and of us, in the unfolding of the inevitable. It is the threshold of the human spectrum.
Along the way, man, by way of resonance, will draw towards him the messages that match his construct. Whether the messages are from the dead or the living, upon receiving those messages, he will feel they are of him. For the dead poet, philosopher or visionary, he will read some of their words and feel that he was them once before.
As he reads their words, he interprets them and recites them unto himself in his own voice. And through his filters, man will converse with those messages. He will synthesize them by way of his internal dialogue and evolve them in the way he lives, the things he creates, and the feelings he experiences. And thereon another man will look upon his works and do the same.
The momentum of life is fueled by this weight of the living.
This conversation that happens in the unseen, stretches through the infinite past and progresses to the infinite future, as part of the gigantic fabric called the human spectrum. That fabric is the universal constant of humanity, all else is an evolution. What we refer to as synchronicity is by construct. Like the pieces to a jigsaw that fit perfectly together, it is not by chance. It is precision architecture.
Awakening is not so much a remembrance of who we are in essence, but of a greater recognition that we are one. That does not mean peace, transcendence or the greater good. Nor does it mean war, fame and the infliction of the individual will. It is one of fully experiencing the colourful spectrums of realities that humanity carries forth.
Awakening to One is an awakening to All.
Everyone’s life, everyone’s message, lives on for and within each of us to no end. Some which are distinct, and some not so. It is subject to the unfolding moments. Reincarnation is the recognition that every man has lived the life of the many, and is currently living the life of the many, whom are messages that transcend the linear.
Humanity is a conversation, and we are each a voice.