INFINITY

For as long as I remember, Ive been obsessed with the idea of infinity. It was first mention to me in school and its irked me ever since. I felt like they just glossed over that concept, as though it fit in the neat, organized subject matter of mathematics. It doesn't. It wasn't until later that I found that my obsession stemmed straight from the deepest depths of not only mine, but every individual's existence. Each of us feels infinite, despite what the "world" suggests, despite what our body suggests, and despite what death suggests. This feeling of infinity in the face of death is the source of all fears, judgments, and pain in this world. Everything stems stems straight from this, and with good reason. When something that feels that it is infinite is somehow inserted into a finite, "timed" existence I imagine it doesn't react very nicely. So what we have is a world of beings which feel that they are infinite inserted is physical bodies which seem to be anything but. Ive taken several materialistic science classes(i.e. anatomy, physiology, cell biology, histology, physics, chemistry(organic and inorganic etc) and the important idea which Ive taken from these is that calling our bodies anything less than perfect, beautiful physical systems is absurd. Two billion reactions have to occur perfectly in unison every second for any of us to simply stay "alive". If even the slightest gear goes awry, you enter the horrific world of pathology and in most cases an end to a specific existence. Basically, the first place where I clearly looked into the face of infinity is in analysis of the body. But this is not the only place where infinity hides. As Ive progressed in whatever transformation is occurring within me, infinity appears in any direction which my attention is focused, I am immersed and surrounded by it. Its found in the particles which make up this keyboard, in a drop of water traveling from facet to sink, and in the eyes of every individual Ive met. The next step may seem a jump, but to me, having experienced this amazing, perfect feeling many times by now, the only possible response seems for me to be to love my environment(universe)(world) unconditionally, along with all things/beings which inhabit it. They are expressions of me and I am an expression of it, and I feel in my deepest depths that this dance between us is infinite, that this physical world is an expression of this perfect dance. WE ARE THIS INFINITE DANCE, and physical death is simply a change in perspective of the dancer. Just as was hinted at so nicely in the Matrix(haha) this physical world is meant to disguise our infinite nature, to make it seem as though we are simply a victim of it and not creators of it. But each individual has the potential to explode beyond this seemingly limited state and become something much greater and more deeply connected with its infinite and creative depths. MAKE YOUR WORLD, DONT BE A VICTIM OF IT.