Between the Mythic and the Mandane. Which plane of existence do we really exist in ? Is every breath really an intake of the energies of the cosmos, the prana of the universe in each breath ? Or is it the mere intake of essential oxygen to feed our red blood corpuscles. Does every thought project itself into the universe and live there and change the Universe forever ? Is every thought a projection of our lives past preasent and future, of Karma ?
Does every thought belong to the eternal matrix of the Universe or is it merely a chemical synaptic result of electronoc processes in my mind.
Do you connect with me when I yearn for you ? Or do I have to pick up the cell phone. Is my yearning for you a composite of prior and future experiences ? Is every action part of a deeper couldron of the churning of the universe ?
Is every thought, every action, every tinge of pain, every tear of joy a part of the ‘Manthan’, the churning of the whole universe ? Is love between two people a part of that eternal churning
Or is it my imagination, unable to deal with the universe broken up into little bits, pulled from one broken bit to another, merely indulging in the fantasy of Mythicism.
I am slipping into the Mythic. I am leaving the Mundane. Am I slipping into fantasy and saying goodbye to reality ? or am I discovering true reality ?