We need to believe.

It makes us human.

Literally.

We need to believe we know.

We need to believe we get it.

We need to believe we have a clue.

What love means.

What trust means.

What connection means.

What we mean, if anything.

Whether we’re important or not (at all).

What’s good, what’s bad., and what’s in between.

And where we seem to be on that scale.

Millions and millions and millions of beliefs have found each other to form our view on life.

We FEEL it.

It seems so much more than thinking.

So much deeper than made-up and learned.

We were taught to believe, and endless collections of second-hand thoughts were gathered and trusted as new, bigger, more important beliefs.

They became our lives.

Our grievances.

Our pride.

Our future, and our past.

Everything is an ingenious construct, and the experience of existence is merely a dazzling and dizzying amount of thoughts that came together and solidified.

We don’t recognize them as such, because they’ve become who we are.

We are thoughts.

We are beliefs.

That’s why we’re all different, that’s why this works so well.

We learned to forget what we’ve learned.

And it became what we call life.

A big pile of beliefs.

We’re amazing.

Awesome.

Wonderful.

But absolutely clueless.

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