If there’s any purpose in life, it’s to create a purpose for oneself.
Mine is to live without a purpose, devoid of concepts like “success”, “achievement”, and even “enlightenment”.
To live without goals or plans, in a space not between objectives, but bereft of them.
To live each moment in it’s entirety, without regard for the events of the past or for those that have not yet come to pass.
To live in the now, anchored to the reality of each moment, in a state of rapt attention to the actual.
To live unbridled by petty desires, egocentric beliefs, and selfish motives.
To exist in a harmonious state of undivided, devout attentiveness to “what is”- to reality itself- undistorted, uninterpreted, and uninfluenced by the subjective evaluation of the “I”.
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I know that my acts are useless, yet I proceed as if I didn’t know it.
This is my controlled folly.
This is my life.