*Syllables that echo from my Journal’s Bosom* (3/3): Progeny of Disguise- The Unending Dilemma

Time: Midnight
The Tipping Point: Insomnia

What’s the weirdest thing about existential crisis?

It leads you to the fundamental truth about your existence. It gives you clarity about the cyclicity.
Damn! What a miniscule role you play, in this seemingly complicated universe.
It also makes you embrace your nothingness, yet your omnipresence and ceaselessness.

But there is a flipside, now you know the game!
You know you’re playing a character on this stage.
At the same time, you know it’s just a play…
And this makes it tougher to act, right?

As an actor, I should not know that I am enacting. Only then, can I do justice, to ‘My Character’…
But the knowledge of ‘Disguise’ gives me the ability to zoom out, time and again. It keeps pinching my soul with ‘Facts’, so to say.

“Good fooling yourself, Kiddo! You know it’s all pointless, right? You are just meant to BE. Why ain’t you okay with it? Why do you need a story around?”

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<Awakens…>

Shush, No!

This is not the purpose of ‘The Knowledge’ of ‘The Fundamental’.

The knowledge is meant to ease your character-playing role.
It should give you peace & content in each moment.

Gather your pieces, enact better. Do not zoom out again, fool yourself kid!

Get immersed, engrossed and consumed. Do not understand. Breathe. You’re fine. You will be fine.

Break through your dilemma. You cannot escape your character. Play the play. Keep playing.

Close your eyes. Open your eyes. It is not your disguise…