It was my intention to explain the word “simple,” and by the time I put the thoughts into words it became more difficult. I am sometimes at odds with others when I say that something is simple, and I must remind them that I did not say easy, there is a big distinction between the two terms.
Life is simple and it is as it was meant to be. As we set out to explain “simple,” we give it meaning and then it becomes “difficult.” It is our meaning that is difficult, not the word itself.
A newly born baby is simple. It is born into nothing, it is nothing and it knows nothing at a conscious level. Everything that it sees, hears, feet, tastes and smells is nothing. A baby can only experience the five senses as nothing and how it interprets these sensations and defines them later on will be unique to this one individual.
Life was meant to be experienced and we are not here to learn anything and Life has no meaning except for the meaning that you give it. The learning is secondary and is a result of experiencing or expressing life, (which is the prime directive).
Nothing is “simple,” and it is our definitions that make “simple,” difficult.
There are only two words that apply to you when you are born, “I AM.” The awareness of your physical life begins with these two words only, and is all that is necessary for life. As we begin to mature in the awareness of “I AM,” we add our personal identity to the words and life begins to become more difficult. “I AM … Roy,” “I AM … male,” “I AM … brother to …, son to …
As I was contemplating the essence of this essay while resting in bed this morning, I wanted only to create a one page explanation of “simple,” and by the time I got up and started writing I was half-way to creating a new book on “simple.” The farther I move into these paragraphs the more complicated it is becoming and I see no end. It would be very difficult to go back and start over now because I have gone beyond “simple,” and have given it life and it is moving in a different direction than what I originally thought.
I wanted to say that life is “simple,” and that the secrets to life are “simple.” But it can not be explained simply. As soon as I give the words birth, they demand expression and self actualization. If I’ve saved the secrets of life now, they would be too simple for you to understand. I would have to make the explanations difficult in order for you to find your way back to “simple.” You would have to define “simplicity,” in your own terms before you could understand it. For example, these are a few of life’s greatest secrets in simple words.
We are not here to learn anything.
We are all one.
God does not exist.
Life is an illusion.
These are but a sample of “simple,” truths that demand human explanation and complexity, they cry out to be defined in terms that we can accept, so it is our responsibility to give life definition and life has no meaning other than what we give it individually. You are a simple being; you are “I AM,” what comes after that makes it more complex and difficult.
If you think about what I have written, I have really said nothing. The idea was complete before I started writing and what I am doing now is taking it apart piece by piece to give it some meaning as a whole. I am going backwards. My thoughts were complete while I was contemplating a future article. I had to physically go into the past to recreate the thoughts on paper, and as I try to recreate them they get more complicated as they create their own life. And if this is not complicated enough … well then maybe it is a good place to stop, because it does not end here.
All things are simple until we try to understand them, and once the process of understanding has kept the thought is never the same thing again.