Wary of strangers. Walking the world in an aloof white noise. Contemplating everything and nothing, which is what the Tao does. It does nothing and leaves nothing undone. I'm an extension of it as much as anyone and anything, just as much as I am not it and neither are you.
Self-invalidating validations are replete in eastern philosophy. I am reminded also of the Native American proverb that no tree has branches so foolish as to fight amongst themselves. So, while the purpose may be inexplicable or clear as day, it is all part of a perfect universe, no accidents. Regardless of how our acquired biases interpret it for our brains.
I play the finite game, knowing it is designed to serve only this particular physical incarnation. And yet, played well, it can inform the infinite.
No explanations are required, no justifications need be made, to anyone, ever. If I do so it is because I feel as if it might serve the listener's higher awareness. But there is no obligation for me to make sense or to follow society's expected or unwritten guidelines.
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