why look at the stars?
you are caught between the forces of light and maya, standing there tasting the illusion, pondering the wonderful array of constructed reality, what a strange curious thing it is, cars, girls, clothes and the promise of your 15 mins under a spot light. luring us into it’s glamour, it’s so very seductive.
then on the other side you have the big picture, the one that fascinated you through childhood, the stars, the moon, the perennial philosophy, why create art, where does it come from, what is god, why life.
this is a residual feeling you have inherited through several lives, you have been along this road for many years, heading towards the answers. each step may take considerable time, you learn that to move forwards you must let go, you must release everything, even your children and family, even the ideas in your head, even this one, even the need to be right. you must loose everything before you see what is real. only then can you say you know who you are. and that’s the beginning of the Truth, the one that stays with you when you die. that’s why i look at the stars.