To
live life authentically, we have to make the decision of our lives in every
moment but once we commit it into action let it be thus the action the will
eternally repeat because we know that it is worthy of repeating. Life is a
cycle, we start at one point and we end somewhere but there is always the
return to the beginning. It will then become boring if it keeps on repeating,
but nothing excites us more of the repetition of the events worth of repeating.
We then live life creating decisions that we wish to repeat all throughout
eternity, never shall they bore us.
Let
me speak of the two butterflies in the wheel. In the beginning there were two
butterflies who knew not each other but lived independently in their own
wheels, flapping their wings moving the wheel to reach the point of repeating
their decisions of a lifetime, but every time they endeavour the wheel broke
and left no abode for the butterflies to flap on. As these wheels broke, they
flew and flew until both of them simultaneously found a wheel. They both raced
towards the wheel trying to find a home, but it seems that both arrived at the
wheel at the same time, and also finding the comfort of being two in one
wheel. They then decided to flap their
wings together making the wheel move slowly and slowly. As they move the wheel
together they found a bond between themselves that they are tied together
knowing that this wheel is theirs to fulfil. They have spent a lot of time and
effort moving the wheel, but amidst the labour is the companionship together at
work, focused on the same wheel.
The
butterflies find the labour of life worthwhile because they become comfortable
flapping their wings by each other’s side inside a wheel they chose. The spokes
of wheel are slowly returning as they flap from the very first time they came
together at the wheel, their endeavour is slowly at the point of repetition,
the time measured from the very union they made. They are now slowly smiling as
they flap and flap knowing that they have come to a return of which their
previous lives bear no return. Return to the very bond that they came to be,
but not as broken as they were before, but returning to the very time they came
to be as one. A revisit of the beginning.
Union made the butterflies fulfil the return of the spoke. At-one-ness
they made a decision of a lifetime worthy of repeating. Almost there, almost there cried happily the
two butterflies, but let us not stop they say, let us not keep it to one, let
this endeavour be forever. I chose to flap and move the wheel of life together
with you my pair butterfly, let us continuously move the wheel together,
forever! Love! Love! Love! Let us continue to turn the wheel, venture the labour
of love, only to revisit the fact in that decisive point that we became one!
Love
of two butterflies in one wheel, smiling for they are seeing for the first time
of the return of the spoke of the first movement. Never will they stop at the
first return, but they have committed themselves to make it return without
cease. These butterflies will live their
lives authentically, beautifully for they chose a decision in their life worth
of repeating, and that is their love. Not because it ended and is needed to
repeat, but it repeated without end, a repeat of the time of beginning but
every repetition is the manifold of growth, a bond beginning to be stronger and
stronger as the spokes kept on moving until time ends, the wheel will continue
to turn and the butterflies will continue to flap.
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