For every being blessed with self awareness, there remains the unanswerable question. Who am I?
We struggle to find meaningful connections to one another.
We are the caring friend, the loving father, the doting mother, the protected child.
We fight, and we love, with the hope that together we can understand the significance of the universe.
But in the end, no one can share our burden.
Each of us alone must answer the question”who am I? What does it mean to be alive?”
And in the vast infinity of time, how do I matter?
There are nearly 7,000,000,000 people on this planet.
Each one unique… different.
What are the chances of that?
Is it simply biology?
Physiology that determines this diversity?
A collection of thoughts, memories, experiences that carve out our own special place?
Or is it something more than this?
Perhaps there is a master plan that drives the master plan of creation.
Something unknowable that dwells in the soul and presents each one of us with a unique set of challenges that will help us discover who we really are.
We are all connected.
Joined together by an invisible thread, infinite in its potential, and fragile in its design. Yet while connected, we are also merely individuals… empty vessels to be filled with infinite possibilities… an assortment of thoughts, beliefs, collections, disjointed memories , …experiences.
And if this invisible thread that holds us together were to sever… to cease, what then?
What would become of billions of alone, disconnected souls?
There in lies the great question of our lives.
To hold on.
For when our hearts are pure, and our thoughts in line, we are all truly one, capable of repairing our fragile world, and creating a universe of infinite possibilities.