Blurred Lines

Lots can happen when one least expects it. Nothing changes when one looks for it. You can float between the here and now or sit still for all times, the truth never changes. Long for passion and you will meet temperance, search for balance and you will have chaos! Find meaning and somehow you still feel lost. Decide on love and you will probably meet a compromise.

Look within to find answers. When we sincerely search for what we want, we find what we need! Oftentimes lines are blurred and the wait persists. We exist in a world of choices – we choose the world we create. In time we realise, the sad truth is far better than a blatant lie. When the sun sets and all darkness descends, there is that moment when all peace reigns. Just for a moment it feels all the world has stopped to take in a breath. The calm between the dark and sunlit hours is where meaning is found. The space between the horizon and sky holds secrets untold.

Life cannot be all about new beginnings, it is also about learning in continuity and the end of things. It’s about wisdom and the tangible alongside the unfathomable and the incomprehensible. It’s more about questions than answers. Life is nothing short of the physical being lit by some form of spiritual energy. The lines are blurred and if there can be blurred lines between thoughts and words, the whole universe too, can exist between the believable and the unbelievable.

You always have a choice – you could be seduced by the good or disillusioned by the bad. You can give permission for faith to step in or disbelief to have the upper hand – the lines are blurred, the choice yours. There will be times when you feel everything you believe in being tested and held up for ridicule. You will, in time, notice an alliance between the present and infinity that does not bode well on creatures of intellect and pride. But that space exists and if you truly catch its silence, it can be heard far more distinctly than any book you may have ever read or any word you may have heard.

In between the hours of good and bad, dark and light radiates a truth we need to understand. This truth transforms, this truth can create, this truth is the core to all existence ours and the ones before. There is a place of rest we go to, one that belies all that we’ve known at least within this lifetime. It holds things from lifetimes ago and will hold things from deep within the future. The realm of amalgamation of all truths is so complex and vivid, but yet so simple on a subconscious level.

We walk the earth to create our destinies, we merge into the universe to leave an imprint. Nothing in the here and now can belie your destiny that walks just a step behind. Nothing you do can efface that fate that hovers a foot ahead. Nothing can blur either that transition or that transformation. It’s distinctly all blurred lines… that place of knowing that everything exists in a way it was meant to, in a manner it was all forged for. And therein that betweenness of it all, all creation exists and breathes in that one breath of all life… that blurred line between life and existence and death and goodbye!

Veera Shroff Sanjana
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