There is a vast, timeless sacredness that is beyond the illusory patterns of the world. It did not create this world and it rarely manifests itself to those in it. (The creation of the world or universe by a separate, calculating deity is a rather barbaric conceptualization inherited from our ancient forebearers.) This sacredness is ineffable; it is beyond words and the representation of words. (Most all words are symbols and are merely representations.) It is beyond the framework of time. All sequential patterns of words (and mental images) are time. What is merely caught in time cannot touch or approach the timeless. There is an innocence, a wholeness of mind, beyond thought/thinking, that can be open to a visitation of this timelessness, (and that can also involve insights that may be reflections from such timelessness). Theories and beliefs have nothing to do with it.
It can only visit you; you cannot visit (or approach it). The “you” (i.e., that learned image of a “central me”), anyway, cannot merely exist as the illusion that it is (for a likely communion with that timelessness to take place). Mankind, for the most part, being caught in rather vapid sequential symbols of thought/thinking, tends to go on suffering, go on in limitation and time.
We exist in a world society that largely operates with a very amoral morality. It’s a society where ruthless competition is so hammered into people that many do it without question. It’s a society where it is largely accepted to destroy large parts of nature with chemicals, abuse, polluting fuels, and endless cement. It is a society where little is said or felt about human population control (as humans, as a species, are taking way more than their fair share quantitatively/environmentally). It’s a society where separation and division are often encouraged and reinforced. It’s a society where it’s easy to fit in (and be accepted) if one is indifferent, barbarous, and manipulating. It’s a society where, for example, one is often accepted and congratulated while one claims to love nature, all the while frequently flying long distances in fossil-fuel (very polluting) aircraft from continent to continent to take pictures of animals and plant life… although they are all are being choked off by pollutants and fumes. Of course, there are some who are truly sympathetic and good (even in a society that, for the most part, is of corruption and chaos). Many more are living in tiny houses, recycling, staying local, reproducing less, intentionally using less, using alternative energy, and are truly doing more to make a difference.
To really find out what happens at death, one must, first and foremost, understand life/living. One isn’t, however, even actually living if one is a cadaverous clone of stale traditions and secondhand (accepted) suppositions. Most were not encouraged to doubt, to question. However, intelligent doubting and sensitive questioning may help an individual bloom beyond rigid, rigor mortis states. Many end up being buried six feet down even though they were never fully alive in the first place, unfortunately. To go through life merely reacting (from what was poured into one) may not be real living whatsoever. Too many assume that they are actually alive. It may be that if genuine enlightenment would ever happen to you, as a visitation by that sacred immeasurability, you would definitely realize that we truly live in the land of the dead. Do not ever merely accept what i say or write. Find out for yourself. Please do not be like dead clay.
Buckeye Butterfly (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017
Buckeye Butterfly (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017
[This conglomeration of insects consists of Buckeye Butterflies, two or three Drone (Hover) flies, and other insects. Buckeye butterflies cannot survive freezing temperatures in any stage, so they must migrate south; otherwise, they will perish. Therefore, many Buckeyes that spend their summers in northern states, fly south to overwinter in Gulf Coast states such as Florida. The buckeyes enjoy being together often, and prefer to fly in open areas, where they sun themselves. Their wingspan is 1.5-2.7 inches.]
The Important Conference (1). Photo by Thomas Peace 2014