Synopsis: My humble reflections, The first matter is thought. That which came from the abyss of silence and nothingness. The origin of thought is desire. An idea or a thought manifests from a mind and creates the material reality as we see and perceive. Yet we pay no heed to the thought whereas we are overwhelmed by the material universe.So naturally the question arises, is their a singular mind from which the whole universe emerged or are there multiple minds. There is a collective memory which humans share and similarly there is a collective mind(us), a repository of infinite information. There is no fragmentation in the collective just as there is no fragmentation in deep silence. Individuality is a concept in its repository which is used by the collective mind to fragment itself. The collective now contains repository of every single possibility and probability which has ever existed to that which will ever exist eternally as a result of this fragmentation. The natural question is will there be an end to the seeking of this knowledge or the information contained in that repository. Not as long as there is desire in the fire to burn. That very fire without which the fragmentation would not have been possible. What is that fire then? The only most passionate form of fire is love and as long as it burns, there will be fire brigades trying to bring down the fire and the story will go on forever. Mind is not our enemy, mind is the tool for exchange of information. But it can go out of hands when your thoughts are controlled by someone else using a social, religious or political narrative for their own benefits which is essentially to bring down the fire of love and rule the collective mind. There is no god except you and me and there is no devil except you and me. You are the silence, you are the thought, you are the matter, you are the whole. It's all in you. Remembering the whole while being fragmented is the ideal way to life and love. To love or not to love are the only two eternal choices in the whole of existence in a broader sense. Choose a side and fight. Either ways you will fight it with love to win. Love, John