Prelude
18/02/2025
Change! What a word.
Probably every single person has reached a moment in life that they have thought about it.
19/02/2025 20.40 @ the fortune of war
And the change…
The moment I made the decision, the journey got started.
I was walking on George st, and I felt as if I never lived here. It was a strange feeling.
I have lost my sense of belonging, the sense of having home!
And surprisingly I am not sad about it. I feel liberated.
I know God doesn’t micromanage. I know he doesn’t even care what I am up to. But I know he has created systems.
I feel like Sydney or even Australia has become a godless society – not in a religious context though. People are so much involved with manmade games and they have totally forgotten what really matters, apart from being involved in hypes including politics, earning titles, financial games etc.
I was thinking I have lived almost for three years at my house and I don’t feel any attachment towards it. Leaving it doesn’t make me upset or sad at all. And then I see this, not different from our earthly life . I don’t have an attachment to this life either. I can leave any moment without a tiny bit of hesitation. In fact I have asked God many times to take me as I am sick of manmade games.
I am about to start a new chapter and you are my witnesses.
I am getting rid of almost everything. Even unnecessary clothes or anything sentimental. If no use for stuff, no matter how nice they were, I got rid of.
I have noticed every single thing I have purchased has caused a distance between me and nature. This freedom needs sacrifice. I have paid for most of this expensive stuff, but the only good thing they do, is to make a thick chain around my neck hands and legs. More expensive, a thicker chain it becomes.
A start for a life without attachments. A life of an observer. A life of a little dust particle, no roots, just floating and dancing freely.
And free doesn’t mean carelessness and duty-less but available. Being present and becoming an observer.
21/02/2025 the cove dinning, five dock. Probably the final visit.
Life became mundane and I was asking myself questions.
In my understanding, the point of consciousness as a powerful tool is for us to ask questions. And as I have written before there is a formula for a right question: ” if a question has only one answer, it means that question doesn’t lead you to find your purpose, but if a question yields another question and that leads you to the next one and then, the next one and so on; which means you are on a right track. And self development occurs while pursuing these questions. ”
And for me, my questions were: why finding friendship, love and connection has become so hard? Then I asked myself what if I am in the wrong place ? And now I am asking myself what if we totally got it wrong? It seems we are born to a sort of life to become a pet -as the same life we have created for cats, dogs, gold fish, poultry and cattles -as in our society everything is engineered, right? Even the adventures and the scientific research are predestined, aren’t they? What if we didn’t mean to invent the wheel and machines and we were supposed to use The Tool for something more substantial rather than creating this superficial comfort? What if we weren’t supposed to use fire to cook our food but to use it as a gate to heaven?
Someone asked me today, you mean we go back to the caves? And I answered: What was wrong with life in the cave?
And what you are about to read next, is my journey to the unknown destinations. Absolutely unplanned journey in the search for answers. Or to paraphrase it correctly , a path towards new questions.
Rymos
21/02/2025