I’m Not a God, I’m Just a Man Who Lives in a World of his Own Making

What is reality, I wonder as I walk by the shoreline, with a broken heart and a bitter taste in my mouth.

 Is this the price we must pay for living in the world of the free?  Or is it all just an illusion constructed to keep the human race going at all times?  Or are we merely beings on a great, cosmic journey, doomed to a fate that we cannot even control?

It all depends on what reality might be! The very idea of what we can or cannot see or imagine, in other words, is what makes life worth living or non-living.  Even the stars.  We never really know our place in the universe, so there’s no real way to escape the fate that will eventually swallow us up.  It’s like being stuck in a life-boat, surrounded by an alien world with nobody to talk to and nowhere to go except for the other, bigger boat…which, for the time being, is still under the water.  We will get out someday, of necessity, but for the time being, that’s where we end up.

We are here.  We are part of the cosmic landscape.  We are here to learn from this wonderful universe and to carry on the lessons that have come before us.  The human race has endured and will endure; there will be great and terrible wars (and more of those), but at the end of the day, humans always win.

 Is this the price we must pay for living in the world of the free?  Or is it all just an illusion constructed to keep the human race going at all times?  Or are we merely beings on a great, cosmic journey, doomed to a fate that we cannot even control?

It all depends on what reality might be! The very idea of what we can or cannot see or imagine, in other words, is what makes life worth living or non-living.  Even the stars.  We never really know our place in the universe, so there’s no real way to escape the fate that will eventually swallow us up.  It’s like being stuck in a life-boat, surrounded by an alien world with nobody to talk to and nowhere to go except for the other, bigger boat…which, for the time being, is still under the water.  We will get out someday, of necessity, but for the time being, that’s where we end up.

We are here.  We are part of the cosmic landscape.  We are here to learn from this wonderful universe and to carry on the lessons that have come before us.  The human race has endured and will endure; there will be great and terrible wars (and more of those), but at the end of the day, humans always win.