It's raining heavily today. This kind of torrent puts me in a mid-dreamy trance. As if I am walking in a lucid dream.
The mystics say life is a dream. That nothing really matters but the afterlife. That is easier said when you're in denial. The genuine mystics, in my opinion, do not 'let go and let God'. They engage life, in all its glory and pain. And they learn from it. They evolve.
When does one wake up from this dream that is life, with all its discomforts?
Discomfort is a mild pronouncement, coming from a man whose discomforts cannot compare to the destruction in other people's lives.
All I can do is whine in my bed, while the thunder and lightning reminds me how small I am compared to a mere atmospheric function of wind, water and pressure.
Open your eyes. God is all around, and He is inviting you to a better consciousness. Even while you experience pain.
Perhaps, it is even clearer, and more meaningful, while you experience pain.
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