by Tomaj Javidtash
Man wakes up in the middle of existence; he cannot remember how and why he ended up here. He doesn’t remember anything. Unable to remember, he decides to forget, to forget that he has forgotten something. In his attempt at forgetting his forgetfulness he begins to fill the surrounding void with objects of his own imagination; he is obsessed with decorating the void so he forgets he is in the void; he becomes the master decorator and he calls his business life. Little does he know that he is still in the middle of the void trying to remember how he ended up there. He makes up stories as to how he is here; he can’t help but imagine a fall; he makes up stories after stories, calls them science, philosophy, religion; he seeks as if there was something to seek for. He makes up names to account for the alleged fall: God, Self, consciousness, creation, Big Bang, world, Brahman, etc. He imagines a thing and calls it truth. He decorates the void with these idols.
How deluded is this creature! What he had forgotten after waking up in the middle of existence was that “waking up in the middle of existence forgetful of how and why he ended up here” was one of his own stories. In reality none of it has ever happened; nothing has ever happened; there is nothing to remember as there is nothing to forget. Nothing is nor is not. If truth is inexpressible it is because there is nothing to express; if Self cannot be known it is because there is nothing to know: Nothing has ever happened.
Tomaj Javidtash is the author of writing about quantum physics, quantum entanglement and the indistinguishability of particles. He write non-fiction books available on Amazon.com about the non-dual aspects of quantum physics.
Man wakes up in the middle of existence; he cannot remember how and why he ended up here. He doesn’t remember anything. Unable to remember, he decides to forget, to forget that he has forgotten something. In his attempt at forgetting his forgetfulness he begins to fill the surrounding void with objects of his own imagination; he is obsessed with decorating the void so he forgets he is in the void; he becomes the master decorator and he calls his business life. Little does he know that he is still in the middle of the void trying to remember how he ended up there. He makes up stories as to how he is here; he can’t help but imagine a fall; he makes up stories after stories, calls them science, philosophy, religion; he seeks as if there was something to seek for. He makes up names to account for the…
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I agree whole heartedly with this. Nothing exists and nothing has ever existed is the only logical explanation for the existential dilemma that man has created for himself.
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Yet, even if we realize that all is but experience in the now, the realization begs answers as to how our personal and communal observations create the time and space that leads to the universe that we behold and study. In other words, though we can realize that we are the dream and not the dreamer, the history of how we passed through a continuous now to create the memories of ancient pasts as well as a continuous personal history remains foremost in our individual and collective lives.
We must invent mechanisms and theories as to this being-within-ouselves as we are intelligent beings seeking to understand the mechanics of our memory and consciousness.
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