A system – if i do provide any value through this writing perhaps it is this.
When Karl Marx talks about the five stages of economic development. The intrinsic inflection points of humanity to realize it’s wrongdoings and adjust, perhaps he did not foresee the robust variable of ultimate information. Where do we sit in this road of development?
Do we consume and consume or is there an underlying purpose for our development as a species. Does the cosmic gaggle govern our stupidity and our sense of free will?
Do we truly have an expression of free will or are we but a means of ultimate awareness to express itself? I think the latter. It all comes down to purpose at the end.
Your pain. Your depression. Your insecurity & your inflections. With no purpose we feel no conception.
If these words paint the test of time and transmute the tides of code I hope the reader finds it useful. Without purpose we are but a feather in the wind, a cog in the machine, a stain on our potential.
Purpose does not need to be complex nor simple. It doesn’t call and it doesn’t yearn. Purpose is the connection between ones true spirit. The unconscious conversation we have with ourselves. The feeling when we do not enjoy the monotonous lines that life has created for us. The burst of breaking the barriers that were so unethically set for us.
Peak your head from that shroud and you will feel what it means to truly live. To stop time just a little,
where for a moment,
it feels just alright.
Kindly,
thefoolwithinyou
the fool within me 