Nothing is ever quite what it seems… life is a
persistent, perceptual illusion. A phenomenon played to the theater of our mind and senses. Everything that exists are expressions of consciousness in varying degrees.
Enjoy the smoke and mirrors, but do not allow
yourself to get overly attached or lost in the passing dream of manifested forms.~Anon I mus
“The only thing we can perceive are our perceptions. In other words, consciousness is the matrix upon which the cosmos is apprehended. Color, sound, temperature, and the like exist only as perceptions in our head, not as absolute essences. In the broadest sense, we cannot be sure of an outside universe at all.”
Agent Smith: Why, Mr. Anderson? Why,
why? Why do you do it? Why? Why get up? Do you believe you’re fighting
for something, for more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is,
do you even know? Is it freedom or truth, perhaps peace - could it be
for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson, vagaries of perception. Temporary
constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an
existence that is without meaning or purpose! And all of them as
artificial as the Matrix itself. Although, only a human mind could
invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr.
Anderson, you must know it by now! You can’t win, it’s pointless to keep
fighting! Why, Mr. Anderson, why?! why do you persist?!
At the innermost core of your being (beyond the constraints of
your physical body, mental activities and space-time matrix), there exists only a smokeless, self-illuminating flame of transparent awareness. ~Anon I mus (No-self)
I know you’re out there. I can feel you now. I know that you’re afraid…you’re afraid of us. You’re afraid of change. I don’t know the future. I didn’t come here to tell you how this is going to end. I came here to tell you how it’s going to begin.