~. }I{ WHY do we BURN!?? }I{. ~

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Just some thoughts from within a solar return. A gift if you receive it, or a shared note to one’s-self to pass up if you don’t:

WHY DO WE BURN?

What is it for if there’s no fate or set destination that we may assemble our lives toward? How can we unravel our tangled pathways when there is no common place to lay our roads’ end? How can we ever self-correct the course of our lives when the course of our humanity still remains to be seen? Where do we go from here when the dreams of individuality, the fractals from the totality of humanity, cannot converge again into unity to see who it truly is and who we truly are?

We were once a perfect puzzle, pristine, and placid glistening with the ripples of infinite waves. Every flash of sparkling light is-was a spirit glimmering in consciousness. We don’t have to remember this for this departure and destination to be true.

And yet here we are now collectively caught in the chaos of unnatural division. It is as if the perfection of the unified puzzle picture was boxed, shut, and shaken back to fragments dumped into a dismal dark labyrinth of life. The walls are made dense with pain so hard to pass through. It was created in the likenesses of shadow ruled by delusions of separation.

Any in here remember the map and key or the finished pictures of our humanity? Best we can do is study the warped order and imagine the truth before distortion, the order before contortion… Best we can do is collect the lost pieces in the darkness and remind them they’re not alone. And that is what we do.

So now here we are, sparks in a maze, just looking to amaze. Here we are, flickers in the dark, sparks of consciousness with dancing flames of passion desperately seeking the new life air to help fuel the flame to stay alive within a world of suffocating extinguishment. Within the painful darkness and distant suffering, I can almost see hardened old wicks so very faint, still alive looking to breathe once more, yearning for that spark to ignite their flame again that holds the warmth of life.

The vast stark expanse of darkness in this unnatural global labyrinth holds the unseen candles of the millions and billions sitting and waiting alone in the cold darkness with no one around. The Seas of Sadness rule humanity and so many are without even a dim pulse of hopeful light to see who is just beside them the whole time. So many that never reach out to touch that which is right beside them, as if in an eternity of isolation despite an arms reach away.

And yet… just a flash of a spark in the dark of solitude can help them see the countless souls around wanting the same as them… Our neighbors, our kin, our strangers, the people we cross almost every day that we never really see until the birth of dawn allows the growing of light upon their face.

So what are we doing here anyways if not to light the pilot light that sets their course again. Despite our mortal forms and long twisting stories, we were only ever light seeking ourselves again.

Somehow a handful of tens of thousands of pieces got scattered upon the wind to land upon an a playa ancient lake bed once filled with pools of life, pools we seek to replicate again. We see the lost children layered below the dark blankets of grown adulthood stepping back out into the brilliant light again to dip their precious toes in the pools of play once more. These pools are lined with touches of tenderness we see in the depths of our own humanity. And for a brief moment, we remember who we were and who we are once again.

And so it is what it is and will always stay spinning in forever story. But where do we go from here remains to be clear. Yes, we light the flames to the lost candles who cannot otherwise bring themselves to wake the individuality again. In doing so, we see the glowing forms of the pieces who urn to burn and assemble once more. Oh, what Burning Humans we can become etched in the fires of passion and embers of inspiration. So that is HOW we go from here… but WHERE do we go from here?

If only we can touch the glowing vision beyond the walls. Oh what a vision it could be that shines to burn warm sunlight upon our paths illuminating us back from blindness to see our way back home. In all the searching for meaning and purpose, it has only ever been to find our way back home, a right step to remember, left to return.

And if ever such a time were to arrive and homeward bound becomes our plight, would the cliffs and sinkholes of life suddenly become clear to see? If we set the course for the new destination that was the forgotten plan all along, would the divergence in the dark turn to the convergence in the light?

Why do we burn?… Because we are humans and that is what we are supposed to do. We burn to ignite the light that shines the very path below our feet. We burn to leave a trail of light behind us so that others may find their way home when the darkness becomes too overbea

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