The Unchanging Reality

We believe we're changing, constantly evolving,

yet, in truth, nothing changes. Only our thinking shifts,

our perceptions fluctuate. The flux we experience

is but a product of our imagination.

The world, itself, is an imagination.

In the whirlpool of life, we think we're transformed,

but beneath the surface, reality remains unaltered.

Change, a mirage of the mind, a trick of perception,

the world, a canvas of our collective imagination.

We don't come and go. We merely think so.

Many seem dead and gone, and we fear our own fate.

But where do they come from, and where do they go?

Everything is imagination. There is no arrival, no departure.

In the tapestry of life, we weave a narrative of birth and death.

Yet, beneath the surface, reality remains unchanged.

Where do we come from? Where do we go?

The answers dissolve in the mist of imagination.

The relentless drumbeat of pain, the nagging doubts that persist,

the difficulties that seem insurmountable – all creations of the human mind.

Imagined fears, self-doubt, and anxieties accumulate,

entangling us in a web of our own making.

Yet, beneath this turmoil, we share a common consciousness,

a unified awareness that remains unchanged.

In this boundless expanse, we exist, connected and intertwined,

our individual experiences mere ripples on the surface of this collective sea.

No loss, no benefit; no pain, no gain – or so the mind would claim.

We reflect on the past, on yesterday, last week, and ruminate,

realizing that much of what transpired was unnecessary, a product of impulse,

or a consequence of forces beyond our control.

These fluctuations arise from the intricate web of factors that govern existence,

a delicate balance of elements that shape our experiences, our choices, and our lives.