Goal Or Purpose
English is replete with sports analogies embedded in the lingua franca in a highly amusing way—as if life were a game.
Indeed, humans are innately competitive as it is embedded in DNA—programmed solely into goal-speak and where the crux of the matter lies in this single player melee of this phantasmagorical ride.
Goals alone never lead to victory—they are a weak foundation with a static trajectory.
Unfulfilled whims, life slowly dims—goals fade into the din of yesterday, leaving your ego far from where you told yourself you’d be—see?
The primordial beasts of the animal kingdom remain in an untamed world, following ancient rules—survival of the fittest—the law of the jungle—ruthless, callous, and cruel.
What motivates people, the deeply ingrained notion that every aspect of life must be played on a competitive field—binary consequences—winner takes all, loser falls—the game system clones play, slugging it out in the acrid material sludge world every day.
Binary games, ruled by the rules of yesterday, have reached their final stage.
The game domain has shifted into distort reality field play—now being performed in the principality of boundless possibilities.
For, this is the free-range way—the quantum field is where dreams become real s0, embrace quantum superposition gameplay—yes way!
The worship of goals has grown staid, rancid, and old—the last dying gasps of crusty old mold—as a new paradigm of human civilization emerges and unfolds.
Clarity of purpose becomes the definitive fork in a personalized yellow brick road.
One fork leads the goal clones by the nose—down a garden path the destination of this destiny is a random dead-end road—the end is a final fade away while remain an unknown nobody dying alone.
The destination-destiny theme is played out on a quantum field of dreams like a well worn meme—where one becomes whatever the heart desires to be.
The realization of clear visions makes your dreams complete—no goals necessary—go as fast or as slow as you need.
Purpose provides the self-worth to transcend fleeting trends—as advertised on TV—soon to become passé, clouding your vision every step of the way—the flavor-of-the-day decay.
Connect to Seity and listen carefully.
With intent and purpose, the darkness inside the nooks and crannies of an aching heart will brighten into an infinite world of possibilities—if only you believe in a life filled with the purpose and meaning of a personalized, mentated, and manifested journey of the inner sanctuary of being.