Reality is just a series of moments, given purpose by our desire for the next. We all have to understand that we are really the ones driving the train of our own life.
Play Your Own Kind of Music
Yes, life will go on without us, but without us at the helm to conduct the symphony of the orchestra, we are just playing someone else’s song. Would you want to do that? Or would you rather create your own play and write your own role for that play? Or perhaps you hate the fakeness of the roles so you abscond into your mind for some R and R?
Who’s Playing Who?
Hard to say where the limits of this reality are, but one thing is for sure, if you don’t explore then you will never know. We are built for extreme conditions of all measure, yet many refuse to leave the traditional comforts put there to lull us into boredom. Yes, we can live our entire lives on a screen, but is that our life or someone else’s who invented that screen?
Anything we are not directly creating might not become a “real” part of our life. We are then just the participants, just the person using the dreams of others, to be comfortable. I say comfort is cute, but it isn’t going to make you feel better at night.
Becoming Your Own Curator
To feel good about life, we need to actively curate our own lives. Then we will know we earned what we have and gave this world the creative effort that it deserves. We become our own calling, spiritual guardians of the soul’s narrator.