Suspended by a yellow dwarf Star within the vast expanse of space and time there rests an unnoticeable and trifling blue rock. On this speck of dust in the very depth of nothingness there are seven billion distinguished astronauts living out their daily lives and of that monumental number, I am but one. The chance of life as we know it is yet to be accurately calculated, but going on what we think we know it is insanely rare. First, the interplanetary environment needs to be just right and as any astrophysicist will tell you, space is not the most hospitable of places. Secondly, the planet needs to go through a cycle of events that allow for life to evolve in the first place, and as all of us know Earth is not very affectionate in its talent for natural disasters. Finally, once life starts to multiply and expand in complexity, it takes hundreds of millions of years before it arrives at a point where sentience even blinks an eye. On top of all of this, there are countless other radicals that don’t give a rats arse as to what happens to us or our home, asteroids, supernovae, solar flares are all but only the headliners on a very, very long list of what you don’t want. And not to forget, we seemingly find solace in killing each other, destroying our oceans and poaching our marvellous wildlife. Yet, here we are.
My close relationship with reality has allowed me to truly make peace with the genuineness of this actuality. It has provided me with a set of tools, a manner of being and a certain understanding of what this all is. And, I am so very, very happy for it. I have no illusions anymore, no supernatural spooky business that plagues my dreams or wakeful mind. There is no fairyland, no reserved light beyond all the clouds and Stars, there is only reality and I am one hundred percent all right with that. It is in all possible ways, the most beautiful, mysterious and wonderful journey I could ever have hoped to experience. I do not need the lies of magic or the delusion of paranormal activity to inspire awe, instil a sense of belonging or excitement to get up in the morning. This experience is awesomely funny, excruciatingly crazy and most delightfully strange all on its own, I simply do not need to add to it; doing so only detracts from the truth that is before my keen and active senses. I’m extremely ecstatic with what I can think, see, touch, smell, taste and feel. Most important of all though, is that I feel like I belong. There is no “reconnection” with Nature needed; there is only this wonderful relationship with my host planet, my fellow Man and all of the incredible fauna and flora.
I look out at the night sky and I am aware that every Star that I see has travelled the unthinkable distances just to reach my eye. I cannot go to them, but they have come to me. I understand that everything came from a single point of origin and that all of us literally stepped out of a supernova. Our planet birthed us all, the chemical makeup of each Human is relatively on par; oxygen, carbon, hydrogen and a bunch of other elements form each of us equally. We might not have all the answers but therein is the fundamental beauty of it all, for we are natural explorers; we thrive on discovery and pushing the frontier of what we can know. With all of this taken into account, there is one truth that always rears its seemingly unwanted head: things change and because they do, that which does not adapt withers away, back into the nothingness from where it came. The only way one can truly be free is in your ability to adjust to the ever-changing world, for binding yourself to a single truth always limits you to only that and as it crumbles or expands, so you can but only stand still and wonder how and why. To extend the experience as much as possible, one must acclimatize accordingly. This experience is a wave of multiple happenings, you can swim against the tide, try and stand firm or you can have some fun and ride it up and down, round and round.
Whatever you choose, know that The Universe is indifferent to the choice and that its result can affect many, or none. There is a realisation of sorts, in that one of us is limited in the amount of good we can do, but unlimited in the amount of damage and hurt we can dish out. You can cloud your experience and judgement with as many fantasies as you like, but just like the objects that we love to buy, the more you invest in them, the more time you have to spend on them in order to validate the expense. Be free, open your mind and I implore you to seek the essence of reality.