Existence is suffering.
Existence is pain
Existence is time
Existence is purpose
Existence is immediate
Existence is perfect
Existence is reason
Existence is problematic
Existence is exotic
Existence is mysterious
Existence is me
Existence is god
Existence is beautiful
Existence is mind
Existence is unnecessary
Existence is lame
Existence is resistance
Existence is futile
Existence is eternal
Existence is essence
Existence is temporary
Existence is struggle
Existence is everything
Existence is ironic
Existence is simple
Existence is absolute
Existence is reality
Existence is brief
Existence is meaningless
Existence is the dimension that no human can comprehend. (Or is it just me when I look at the stars).
We’ve been trying for centuries to comprehend existence, especially our own. I think, therefore I am. But what do I do with that?
That phrase makes little sense to me. But taking the Big Bang theory and the existence this created, my eternal question is why? and what existed before that? It could be existence is the wrapping that surrounds the illusion that is reality. 🧐
And with those thoughts it time for sausages and Yorkshire puddings.
And I wonder if the ‘why’ was just an accident…a freak occurrence of nature…nature being without time has always been and never was just is. Existence is a wrapper we created to make sense of it all. How was the sausage and Yorkshire pudding?
I take or leave the sausages but Yorkshire pudding is my birth right food!