Dance, Dance, Dance…..With Your Mind

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The Universe: it’s a dance of energy, made of thought, nuclear structures and star dust. I am paraphrasing Albert Einstein there. Not only that though, reality is what we make it, it doesn’t make us. I personally believe that Get rid of possums reality is as benevolent or malevolent as we all affirm it to be. Indeed, we finally are in the driver seat although results and realities at times take a whole lot of time, energy and “mystery” to appear. What I mean by “puzzle” is as follows: We all have the exact materials to use in reality that are thought, action, creation, matter, energy, space, and time. Even though some might agree or disagree with me, everything in existence is made from these fundamental and realistic construction blocks.

Truth in itself can be controlled then, for the force we generate within ourselves ultimately is stronger than the forces I mentioned and that force is finally consciousness. Without understanding, what’s asleep to higher possibilities. Without consciousness, choices can’t be made, character defaults fully.

I mention this version of the seat of the driver to inform you that consciousness is the force of character that controls reality, and however chaotic or disjointed it may look. Like a flight plan you may go off course sometimes, but you will always make your destination if you go toward it, making corrections and keeping track all the while. In the case of that mentioned reality, results are significant, not how you get there, unless you do something illegal, destructive or worst.

Life is a value judgement. And we must live up to the title first in our souls, then in our heads, and in physical reality.

Stick the money where the mouth is at all levels because to get anything done, you genuinely need to act on those levels. Generating results is the goal, failure is merely a temporary stepping stone. Existence is as good or bad as we let it be good or bad. I remember this George Orwell book called “Animal Farm” and I just have to mention this: When we let permanent failure to overtake us and give up, we also give up our chance to genuinely succeed. If we are persistent and clinic persistence, and never quit. We end up excellent or great.

To end on an Earl Nightingale notice: We are what we think about all the time anyway.