broken beyond

DISCLAIMER:warning this post is very mindfucking and insane, read at your own risk(its lovely really) if you dont understand contact:siddhant

The world is small, yet cosmic in the size of the minds that inhabit it. We are all linked one way or the other across seas and mountains, boundaries made by nature and man, we are all divided, we are all one. Seek the truth of existence and being and you will find we all have a story to tell. I want to share the story of a forgotten race of few who are aged and wise, those that go to lands and heights we have not dreamed of let alone dared.
The continent of Australia is vast and populated at first by a race, known as the aborigines. Before the English reached Australia, these people lived amongst the wild animals of the great bush steeped in knowledge of a culture known to be one of the oldest continuous cultures around. They have maintained the same beliefs for over 50,000 years. But this land of ageless customs, what truly interests me is their belief in the beginning, the creation of life. We have Adam and Eve, the Greek pantheon, and various other beliefs but what the aborigines believe in one can only feel as it is the most complex and human of all understanding. I speak of Dreamtime or the Dreaming, a great thought that stretches human faith, understanding and awe. Dreamtime is a central unifying theme that links all kinds of vast and simple relationships. It is tough to get right away but you will understand if you feel it. In the aboriginal view of the world, everything in the natural world is a result of the actions of the metaphysical beings whose actions created the world. The meaning and significance of particular places and creatures is wedded to their origin in the Dreamtime, and certain places have a particular potency, which the Aborigines call its dreaming. In this dreaming lies the sacredness of the earth. The Dreamtime is the era before the Earth was created, and a time when everything was spirit and not physical. The Dreamtime still exists and can be accessed for spiritual purposes. I m not one to dwell on the latter, spiritual elements are fine and all, but existence is all I need. But how I would love to imagine dreamtime. Great metaphysical beings creating lands and cultures by spirit. It is at this time I wonder about my dreaming. How would I be created by the dreaming? The answer is simple. My dreaming would be my essence, not a metaphysical being like a huge snake whelping me onto this earth.I try to imagine my dreaming, what spirits moved before the earth to create my ancestors, no physical things like skin, flesh, blood or bone just the spirit, the thought and the mind. My ancestors were created by the beings and thus they beget me. This is something too vast to understand, so I imagine my own personal dreaming and what I would be if the dreamtime were to happen again. I can imagine the spirits flowing around. I can see myself appear, in the shape of my beliefs, my nature, my passion. I can see the music become tangible and join me, the earth’s wisdom shape me, the elements sustain me and the love, finally create me. From the spirits of nothingness and meaning, I would appear from my dreaming. I am ready now, ready to soar through the world newly created. To keep me going, I am fueled by my hopes and ambitions and my seeking of knowledge and wisdom. I have finished my dreaming, I am whole and created. I have dreamt now and go now into the beyond. I know of many cultures and peoples and their beliefs, being an atheist myself I see no point in religion. Th truth is the dreaming is so pure yet so incredibly man-made it almost seems as though we have dreamed up our own existence. I no longer look back now, my dreamtime is over. It is time to look into the beyond, the broken beyond for the dreamtime may have ended but I will continue to live with the power of my dreams and humanity’s greatest gift, the iridescent mind.

siddhant(still dreaming)