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Principles
Vectors and forces
I and my quest are one. 1
An Hasidic master wrote “I and my quest are one.” This brief comment seems to explain a lot. And yet, often I feel like a million pieces. The quest seeks to unite and gel towards a purpose. On top of the quest on a higher realm is God, always there, the biggest hope, the zenith, the ultimate meaning in the ultimate way. But God is elusive, hard to catch and stay with, or at least it seems that way to us. God is there but often seems not there. For whatever reasons, there is a divide between us not easy to bridge.
Below us is gravity and counter pulls and vectors that tear us in separate directions. Some of it is chance and some of it is from the cobwebs from life we pick up as we go through it. We don't always have control over them. Often it's just what happened to us while we were here, living. The only explanation is that while we were alive, as far as we understand, this is what happened and took place. And we're not even necessarily sure, although we won't rule that out, of why. It just was what took place.
And then there is in the middle 'the quest' mentioned by the master. It seeks to pull together some of the pieces and go towards a direction. If it seeks too high it falls. If it doesn't generate enough energy for movement, it dissipates. It is a way to move through existence and keep all the parts connected. Yet you can't hold on too tight. It has to breathe and interact with what's around it. Somehow what you think, what you can do, what you gather, your partial incomplete pieces can combine to at least, maybe, occasionally see what's above while still touching what's below. A quest is a way to keep your fragments together.
Principles
Vectors and forces
I and my quest are one. 1
An Hasidic master wrote “I and my quest are one.” This brief comment seems to explain a lot. And yet, often I feel like a million pieces. The quest seeks to unite and gel towards a purpose. On top of the quest on a higher realm is God, always there, the biggest hope, the zenith, the ultimate meaning in the ultimate way. But God is elusive, hard to catch and stay with, or at least it seems that way to us. God is there but often seems not there. For whatever reasons, there is a divide between us not easy to bridge.
Below us is gravity and counter pulls and vectors that tear us in separate directions. Some of it is chance and some of it is from the cobwebs from life we pick up as we go through it. We don't always have control over them. Often it's just what happened to us while we were here, living. The only explanation is that while we were alive, as far as we understand, this is what happened and took place. And we're not even necessarily sure, although we won't rule that out, of why. It just was what took place.
And then there is in the middle 'the quest' mentioned by the master. It seeks to pull together some of the pieces and go towards a direction. If it seeks too high it falls. If it doesn't generate enough energy for movement, it dissipates. It is a way to move through existence and keep all the parts connected. Yet you can't hold on too tight. It has to breathe and interact with what's around it. Somehow what you think, what you can do, what you gather, your partial incomplete pieces can combine to at least, maybe, occasionally see what's above while still touching what's below. A quest is a way to keep your fragments together.
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