Sometimes we must make a mess out of life in order to find ourselves in the process of cleaning it up. Imagine for a second that everything around you is not real. People are hired actors, only they don't remember they are. In my scenario, performers have forgotten their true identity in order to play their parts better. Once the game is over, the memory returns.
Imagine you are enrolled in the School of Life seeking personal growth and experience. This is why you are here and everything exists in this world in order to support your quest for exploring individuality. Each player contains a unique energetic imprint that contributes to a unique individual experience. This is your own private movie, only you don't remember it is.
This movie contains all the subjects of your interests, and the lessons are carefully planned and designed based on your own scenario. You invested thought and precision in preparation for this extraordinary experience. You had carefully planned every detail and oversaw every possible outcome activated by the sequence of events, which in return, are triggered by your own thoughts and choices.
Imagine this plan is clever and advanced enough to know when you may require guidance or assistance to stay on the path that you had so carefully planned and invented. Only you don't remember that this is your movie. The timing for remembering is imperative. The game of life has been designed by you to test you. You are the master, but you are also a slave.
The School of Life is vast with experiences uniquely twisted for everyone enrolled. It's as hard to get in, as it's hard to get out. The future is also the past and the present. Your thoughts are your words. The words contain power. That magic power drives your actions. Your actions shape destiny. The destiny takes place in your own movie, based on your own clever scenario and precise plan. Only today is not the day to recall that plan. Trust, there will be the perfect time for remembering. Today, you just play. Welcome to the school of life!
Let's play a game. Life is a game. Some have to lose in order for others to gain. The world is nothing more or less than an enormous stage. There are no accidental people present here. Relationships contain some of the most difficult lessons concealed. The price of each lesson is only as high as your own demand for reward. Ironically, oftentimes, the reward you desire is not what the real you truly desires at all. The real prize is hidden in the haze of oblivion and void, in the secret place where the sleeping you would never search.
Today is the day you wake up and nothing makes sense anymore. Life is a mess! This is the part of the plan. Only you don't remember. Remembering is not the point of your game. The point is to feel, to learn and grow until you really know and discover the real prize that is so well hidden. This prize is the only one that matters, the only authentic treasure you are truly after. The real you knows what it is, only that you have forgotten.
Everything happens for a reason, though every reason itself is a reason behind your reason. This is the paradox of life, which in return, is the paradox in itself; hence, it could not embody the essence of what the paradox truly is. Thus, there would be no game of life. The game is a paradox in its essence. Everyone fights so hard to stay alive and to remain in the game, when in reality, no one gets out alive.
I am a part of the plan, but it is not my job to answer all the questions. The real you is always here to guide you. Perhaps, today is the day you stop and listen; perhaps today, you reroute and align with the current of your destiny. Your destiny takes place in your own glorious movie, where you play the part that you don't remember. Congrats on getting the main role! Though, who said the part would be easy?! This is the paradox of life.
