To be alive!
An accusation such as dead, resembles a derogatory attack, but in truth it is an attempt at liberating a dormant life line.
Think about it like a wager. What are we betting when we say, “I am already alive”?
We are betting our entire unborn life.
“I Am Alive” is the most fatal case of mistaken identity ever assumed, for why would a form ever ask to be born, if it already perceives itself to have been?
“it” will never ask to be born, if it already thinks it is alive.
Which leaves us in place as Man’s fruit and tree of “LIFE”.
Hey, guess what, you are dead!
“i” know how this statement sounds and feels, but on some level know it is the truth and once “we” go back to the beginning and correct our initial calculation, we will be born anew and our life will blossom.
I know it sounds like the worst news ever, but it is not.
Dead is the beginning, not the end!
It is just like with my alcoholism; until I could accept my state, with all of its painful ramifications and preconceived notions, I could not proceed with any good and worthy path.
An alcoholic, that claims he or she is not an alcoholic, will never get, or stay sober and an alcoholic which knows it is an alcoholic, but does not care, will never serve any good purpose.
A form that claims not to be dead, or is OK with being dead, will never be given a new beginning and even if one was offered, they would not accept the gift.
My contention for the reality of this planet:
Four states of being.
- Alcoholic, which claims that they do not have a problem.
- Alcoholic, which knows and does not care.
- Alcoholic, which wants desperately to be sober.
- Alcoholic, which claims his or her <I> or <INDEPENDENCE>!