People.. According to people who “know,” apparently over eight billion human beings–people–are living and breathing, waking and feeling, suffering and loving on this little blue sphere of ours. Billions of sentient creatures all scurrying about, staking their claims on the world and in life. With these billions of souls comes not only billions, but trillions of thoughts and ideas. Where do these thoughts come from, from what well do they spring up? From within? From above? From beyond that which lies beyond the boundaries of human thought? This seems worthy of exploration.
It amazes me to know that I can create, that everyone can create. We are all creators, innately divine yet not realized. All a part of the grandness of the universe. We are created to create, to learn and feel harmony, love, anger, hardship and all other sensations which breath life into an otherwise inanimate sack of flesh. We are eight billion creators, intertwined with one another, yet unknown of this most often. We should strive to think, feel and bless our world and each other by making it more beautiful, by harmonizing with all life.
Of all thoughts swirling around, above the firmament, what is a thought without action? What is action without being? Life begins before thoughts are known, so it begs to question where they originate.
Perhaps born into us are our own personal thoughts.. Perhaps these thoughts find us on their own. Perhaps all thought is known, shared by all eight billion souls; just one soul fragmented, thinking one thought, fragmented. We may just be a fractal of one, a sliver of divinity.
Thought solves riddles and saves lives. It creates new and useful tools, games and art. Thought generates the world; a silent engine of sentient life. Thought may be truly born as we are born, and live longer than any of our finite bodies may imagine. Thought is powerful. It is truth, it is lies, it is our world, our conscious and waking perception of reality. Thought manifests, and creates.
What if all eight billion had the same thought, at exactly the same moment? Imagine.. A resounding bell ringing in unison; one of consciousness, shifting our paradigm to new heights, to a new definition of living. This thought would change the world forever.
For now, as time moves in its illusory way, thought remains. It was there before time, and exists forever.. in unison with eight billion souls.
Know there is One.. Know there are Many. One soul, one fractal, one sliver.. Eight billion thoughts.