I thank one of the many out-worldly beings I’ve met in person, who introduced the concept of the Mobius strip. By the way, any strip of paper is finite with one end being separated from its other end. With this strip of paper, both ends are glued together in a half twist (by attaching railroad track A to its opposite track B).
The experiment starts at one point. The traveler takes a path along ‘one’ side of the strip once and end up in the beginning BUT with a new twist (time, space, dimension, etc…). The second trip may not be the same as the first. Thus this experiment shows that creation is the same as evolution without an end.
The end is when one chooses to be destroyed into nothing – to null and void, which in turn becomes a new beginning. I cannot best explain what I think is true with my limited Americanized language. But I believe each person is a god in the making by traveling along this Mobius strip.
But how does one accomplish this: I ask of myself? The best way, according to my interpretation of this model and without having to read the mathematical models, is to split ‘myself’ as many times and become independent sources of information.
I may decide to merge back with the original Mobius strip and become unified. Or I could continue on one of many paths, come back from the same direction where way I first came, and report what I’ve evaluated and learned with better data from my ‘other’ selves to my ‘original’ self.
The only way I could know myself is based on a mirror of other people’s worldviews. I’ve incorporated their truths into my life and lifestyle and according to what I believe could be true to me in this current lifetime. Their truths could be either ‘good’ or ‘bad.’
The bad part is not having all the answers to my personal questions such as: Who am I? What am I? When will I go home? Where is my soul? Why am I here and now? How did you come to find me? I’ve observed my answers from family and friends are at best limited to an extent of the human experience.
The continual effort of people to prove their egos are right (or better than their own) is next to futile. I see some are bent on destroying each other out of frustration as history tends to repeat itself with plagues, wars, famine, and death. But the choice for anyone is always for the better in the end, right?
Imagine the serpentine symbol, Ouroboros, showing the eating of its own tail as another example of a endless cycle of unity. The head needs its tail as much as the tail needs the head. So when I hear someone say, ‘Bite my behind!’ I am reminded of how noone is better than the other. And no god needs to be told that truth.
P.S. Oh, man! How do I blog like this? Am I confusing everyone now? I think I confuse myself too. But I at least I try my best to improve one myself and outlook on life regardless of how the world operates on all aspects of humanity. Once again, there is more to learn than what try to express via my blogs and blowing each other up into nothingness wouldn’t scare me at all.
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