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Aligned
Aligned:
with everything appearing exactly as it does, seeming so perfectly aligned to the instant just before, and no real effort given from our part as to how it all unfolds. This is how life goes on, an easy shifts of one moment to another, seamless really, flowing to events that are constantly shaping our perception of reality, and with so little in our actual control. We belong to this flow, an appearance as well as an event, a life perfectly aligned to its environment.
even as we believe ourselves in control.
it seems more accurate to say that we are simply a continuous response of some sort, an aspect of life in interaction with every other aspect appearing to each moment. In this way we are most truly an event, everything about us is through motion, from taking each breath from air and working further and ever smaller to the cells that form our bodies, molecules and atoms that provide our foundation, and all the way to the infinitely small scale of particles that swirl us to existence. We are aligned with each point of motion, not a separate event at all, but only a continuous response that apparently brings us to conclusion. Of course in this light we see that we are really never ending, not complete as a finished process, but aligned as well to the motion of the world.
it’s all in perfect order.