the nebulon in Book of Lies.....

Knowing the difference what is within our mortal reach and that what reaches us is our self deception.

We over estimate ourselves.

We look at the stars and believe we see them. Define them. Dream to interact with them. Stars long ago dead. Just the light from places displaced by the ever expanding nothingness.

We spin, we revolve, we rotate in a churn. Yet we sense stillness.

Loneliness.

True impact in only the reach we sense in a pool of onyx.

Our nebulon.

Our sphere of existence. Our everything. When we look beyond we misdefine purpose. Owning what is not ours.

The sadness of it all. The distraction and misinterpretation of what is not ours distorts our logic of what is the true meaning in life.

Perfect the nebulon.

Engage fully in that which is yours. Let not the void entrap you within a system that exists only in thought.

Enlighten yourself. You cannot enlighten others. That what you wish to leave for others must first be perfected within.

Then left behind.

By chance another may welcome it in.

If you wish to come as well then perfection turns poison.

Humanity fails.

There is only human.

Last updated August 05, 2017