Beyond the Physical
Beyond the Physical
By Tony DeLorger © 2011
Who are we but vessels of thought, our awareness leading us to enact our will in a physical sense? Life is a controlled and orchestrated succession of actions determined by thought and imparting our will to achieve. In a way we are like robots, unaware of the process we are undertaking and lost within the detail of physical and mental acquisition.
Our needs must be met, not only for survival but for the continued stability of our rational and linear thinking minds. Confusing human activity is like white noise, an endless stream of monotonous sound, and within it the stumbling blocks and determined striving that separates us from all other life forms on earth.
Ultimately we are thought alone, as imperfect and as random as we can be, our paths are often deluded and driven by motivations we will never understand. How we appear to us and to others is surely manufactured through our thinking and perceptions, again the end process of our mental ability.
We are blood bags, lumps of meat that within it holds a miraculous entity that we call self. This self is individual, like no other, and whose perceptions are like no other. What we each see of our world and ourselves can in no way be compared to anything else. Our view, our understanding is singular. Yes, we can related and communicate with one another, but that is at the periphery of whom we are.
Our minds, or dare I say souls are what we are, not the physical exterior that walks the earth. We are thought and thought alone, and there is no proof that we even exist in the physical sense. Physical life may well be an illusion of grandeur, a shared illusion that placates our need to pursue any other scenario. It is interesting then to realise how deeply entrenched we are to the physical world, the ultimate expression of our minds.
Most people spend their lives adhering to the belief the physical world is life and the process is set in stone. We are conditioned to believe the state of civilisation and culture is the answer to this experience and we conduct our lives accordingly, upholding the conventions of our forebears. This seems intelligent, rational. There must be order, work, manufacture and certain accomplishments to feed and sustain our populations. But this physical life is just an expression of our thoughts, and as I said an illusion of our views.
Life is an interesting concept and most people see it from a purely physical perspective. But if you take it back to the core, peel away the superficial, we are left with our thoughts, and in the end, they alone govern all else.
This is just another perspective, a broader view of what we call life, but for me it is the crux of life, the beginning and end of it. How and what we think is us, who and what we are. However that intelligence, soul or whatever you want to call it arrived at being, it is all we have in a real sense.
I spend my life searching this one facet of being and exploring the perimeters of my understanding and looking beyond convention and the mundane and superficial. At some point we will understand our existence, the true capacity, length and breadth of our being. For now, I keep questioning.