Time waits for no man

Have you ever looked at some random numbers and noticed that it was just the clock telling you where in a ‘reality’ you have reached?

It is interesting that we have let these numbers dictate exactly what we do and where we think we are supposed to be at a certain point in time, get it?

We claim to want to break free from the matrix, but what is the matrix other than a set of rules we have all collectively agreed to obey or at least follow. The matrix is us, our collective agreeableness, or better yet acknowledgement, that these rules exist and us following them, or choosing to fight against them in the hope of finding something better outside them.

This is what makes it some interesting you know, you leave one trap to end up in another, so many layers deep, and people at a stage celebrating how they are free from one, not knowing that the other is entrapping them as they ululate.

Time is important, that is a fact, is it? But letting a something that a group of people agreed on a long time ago, see, still using time, anyway, letting that define who you are at this very point kind of goes against the whole awakening and escaping right, does anyone understand what I am talking about?

Time never really ends, it never really begins , it has been around since the beginning, and what is the beginning but a marker of time, same as the end, which never really comes unless we decide it so.

We create these checkpoints and markers and deadlines in our lives, short as they are, at least in our human bodies. We fixate so much on them, creating anxieties and fears for not meeting these self / group imposed prisons, that we forget to truly be free from it all, to be one with the source and nothing else.

I cannot tell you to not listen or heed the clock, or your watch, because you (and I ) have deemed these numbers important enough to us, to make them a guiding factor in our lives. But we have a choice to learn how to observe our reactions to things that we made up.

This is another rambling I am sure, but maybe someone out there will get it. I love you.