We are all caught in natural and social frameworks, subject to an overwhelming abundance of challenges and enticements that prevent us from questioning reality.

I thought I lived in a hostile world where everything feeds on everything, but now I know that I’m an immortal being witnessing the world’s wonders.

I seem to know a lot about myself, but can’t tell who I am.

As I stumbled into confusion about what was real and what was not, the strangest thing happened: The world disintegrated. Reality collapsed, or my perception of it. It ripped apart like a dry skin under pressure, giving way to something I can only describe as ineffable dimensions, depths upon depths.

Enlightenment arrives like a thief in the middle of the dark night of the soul.

The soul is imbued with a yearning that is carried, like a torch, from incarnation to incarnation. It burns with a curiosity about life and it’s true identity. Souls live, strive, and evolve, driven to seeking the truth about the world and themselves.