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I Stay Sane by Not Believing the Most Basic Things About Reality
This physical world is an illusion.
Most people believe in material objects. Seems normal, right? The world is a solid, steady, stable, terrifying place for most. But not for me. I see anything as possible. Even the very “laws of nature”, as perceived by the five senses, may be bent at any time. Science teaches us to believe in this physical existence. We’re programmed to believe in a false world.
It has taken me a long time to work on my belief system. I have had to enter the subconscious mind that creates this dream and teach it that miracles are possible. I regularly transcend my five senses for deep wisdom that only lies within.
You can’t find the answers to life’s most pressing questions in a laboratory test tube. When you want to know “why?” and “how?” about existence, the real answers are inside you. And when you seek these answers, they’ll tell you that physical existence is trivial. The most important things are invisible to the five senses, which science is based on. “If you can’t prove it, it’s not real,” science says. Empiricism has taken hold of our lives. It only examines the mundane levels of reality.
But there is so much more to reality that the senses and even logic can’t show us.
Some science is useful. Quantum physics will tell you that physical objects aren’t real. It takes a mental leap to be able to grasp the fact that everything you sense around you is actually composed of tiny particles or waves.
A table is not really a table. Somehow, our senses only grasp something if it has arranged itself into a macro object, but what it really is on a micro-scale is nothing like what you see before you. A table is an arrangement of “matter” that turns out to be pretty fluid and probably responds to your mind. You hold the world entirely in your consciousness, and that’s where it always was. In your mind, you’ll find the key to pretty much everything. But you usually aren’t aware of it.
When I started to finally understand that things aren’t as they seem, I stopped believing in physical existence the same way one stops believing in Santa Claus. And then all of the most magical…
