This completes a cycle of projects. Lift the painted veil (the mental film of ideas and points of views) and see what the world really looks like.
The world is neutral. We decide that we like this, we don’t like that.
We like the good times, the good experiences.
We don’t like the bad times, the bad experiences: birth, pain, illness, old age, death.
We can’t escape birth, pain, illness, old age, and death.
If we decide “the gain is worth the pain”, we carry on getting born i.e. Acquiring a body so that we can experience these things.
If we decide the gain is not worth the pain, we go about not getting any more bodies, not being born again.
If we can’t make up our minds, we go on getting born and experiencing the good and the bad until we do.
It’s forever either way.
Lift not the painted veil which those who live
Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there,
And it but mimic all we would believe
With colours idly spread,--behind, lurk Fear
And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave
Their shadows, o'er the chasm, sightless and drear.
I knew one who had lifted it ─he sought,
For his lost heart was tender, things to love,
But found them not, alas! nor was there aught
The world contains, the which he could approve.
Through the unheeding many he did move,
A splendour among shadows, a bright blot
Upon this gloomy scene, a Spirit that strove
For truth, and like the Preacher found it not.
New Project: DON'T PUT FUEL ON THE FIRE