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A life lived can always be stagnate and static. Said another way - it can always stay in one place and never move away from a state of being that's drab, dreary, and chocked full of aching dullness . Points Of Light, I chose to live in that state of being most of my life, and the answer is, “No, I wasn’t happy, but neither was I un-happy - I just existed.” The funny thing is how when I used to live life as a wisp of smoke - where I un-righteously felt I never mattered to any one (including myself) - my uneventful, state of being as a bland and prosaic plebeian seemed a right fit for me, and it seemed a state of being wherein I ought to stay and to be a place from where I should never stray.
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That was me, a point in space without time, fighting an impossible fight against the reality of Einstein. But despite all the gravity that tethered me still and immobile, I never seized thinking thoughts as I always struggled to understand my life, and where, as a point in space, I fit into a bigger universe. As I thought my thoughts, I observed. This is how I discovered my friend’s real name, and what a name she revealed to me. Points Of Light, her name is Terpsichore. She is a point in time and space who has always accepted E=MC2, and all I can say is wow-wee!
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She came into my life when I needed a sign - no matter how imperceptible that sign might have been - that time marched on, that is to say, that as a point in space I could also exist in time. Terpsichore did only what Terpsichore does, she danced to beautiful music, and while she played her beautiful music and danced for me, I “saw her to be as bright as the sun and as multifaceted as the best cut, flawless diamond.” She made “epic colors of light—violet, blue, green, yellow, orange, gold, and red—dance, pop, and zip in ways that brought glorious ecstasy to my mind and plunged the deepest depths of my heart.” Then, as I “was experiencing the complete fullness of this rapture”, this was when I first began to experience time and move; this was when I first gave up the fight against Einstein's reality. This was when my life lived occupied both a point in space while my life lived moved through space as I experienced time. You see, this was when I decided to no longer live life in a state of being static.
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Since then, my life lived has moved a great deal through time and space. Like at no other time in my life, I am finally happy! In being happy, I am also content, but I am content in a new and better way – I am content to never stop, and to never quench my deep desire to think thoughts that compel me to always want to continuously move through time and space learning and growing. Points Of Light, as I move through time and space, I choose to find as much light as I can. From this light I choose to discover all its colors, and with these colors, well, I always choose to find beauty in my life lived.
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