Out of Nowhere

We who struggle to put together, a piece of Ikea furniture, or complete a difficult jigsaw, or are hopeless at chess, we are creating that reality, Who? You, the ‘Creator’ create this whole self-made world. Time is in the mind like a hamster, the more the mind moves. the faster the the hamster wheel turns. There is no hamster, no wheel, no time, no mind. We remember ghosts and mirages. That journey we thought we had taken, if anything at all, is awash with a flood of illusions. We stand proclaiming, our arrival or speak of arriving somewhere. That ‘somewhere’ is not a place, not even a space. Unless of course we are lost. Free are the souls that are utterly lost. They who have abandoned, past, future and themselves. Out of nowhere we arrive. out of nowhere the moment appears, out of nowhere, comes all there is to come.