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Nothing is not empty. Emptiness is not nothing. Emptiness is a state of possibility. Nothingness is the field on which something arises.
The universe is absorbed into Reality as an illusion. It exploded into nothing, or the state of possibility that is Reality. It is an illusion of consciousness depicting the thought that there can be separation. In Reality, there can be no separation in the totality that is the whole of the all. Therefore, the thought remains an idea that cannot become real.
No single stroke of luck or fate determines life. No preordained destiny lies before you. As in Invictus, you alone are the master of your fate, the captain of your soul. Choose your thoughts wisely. They are the cloth from which your world is cut. Change your thoughts. Change your world.
Beyond the me of the body, you are the witness to your own existence. This is twia, your true nature.
To possess is to suffer. To want more is to suffer more. Suffering arises from attachment. Attachment arises from perceptions of lack. To lack is to want more. When is enough? Who must suffer to fulfill desire? Desire less. Suffer less. Be content in the moment. Hold peace of heart in all situations.
The dream of separation raises the specter of death. To separate is to die. To leave the womb is the beginning of the end. You must exist without roots. The body is tied to universal decay. It is formed from detritus. It is through the body that you experience separation. You come to understand its pains and pleasures. It is all so not real. What is real does not exist.
The emptiness that is nowhere is beyond imagination. The size of things are astounding. From the tiniest, invisible elementary particle to the multiple universes beyond our own. The world is encased in sizes that bogle the mind. Yet, it all is encompassed by the eternal, and the eternal has no size. It has no dimensions. It has no spacetime. What is viewed in our world as objects in spacetime is illusion of separation. You are the manifestation of the illusion as discrete awareness in consciousness. This is beyond any sort of comprehension in the human mind. It is beyond belief. The very thought is absurd. How else can this absurdity be said? Yet, that which I am is consciousness-expressing. Let us leave it at that.