Melting into the forest floor, there comes a moment when I realize how little everything matters and in that moment I find an infinite amount of love and compassion. I realize that I am but a series of chemical reactions that is a part of a greater symphony of chemical reactions floating in nothingness. It is a reckless love, the kind that shows no discrimination, even between family and strangers. I find myself wanting to hug the first person I see, to play hide and seek with some elementary school kids down the street, or have a discussion with an old man whose grown lonely. Its in these moments that I realize how connected we all are, how much of an illusion the ego is, and how little compassion I show to those who I feel seperate from. This feeling inspires me, changes me, lifts me up. I am disillusioned by the fallacies of the institutions that govern the world and find myself staring into the ultimate truth. The truth from which compassion is born. The reality of love.
