Bowing Down

There is something sacred in the fabric of this movie we are living. At times it feels like life itself has a sense of humor, and it knows how to troll us (like someone you love splashing cold water at you at the lake).

Life has a flow. You can flow with it or push against it.

If you decide to flow it means letting go of what you previously thought was real. A shattering of reality, with no intention of reconstruction. Losing yourself in the emptiness. 

What happens next?

Only the flow knows, and it's uniquely different for everyone. Only you can experience your own movie.

And still of course even more questions can arise: "Who is watching the movie?" "Who wrote the movie?" etc.

These kinds of questions get answered as you surrender to the flow, and by the time the answers arrive you will also realize that it didn't matter.

I will bow down to the flow and let it take me where it takes me. I feel excited and scared as fuck at the same time.

Surrender.