I broke off a piece of a large blade of grass the other day and studied it. I was in meditation and contemplating life. Some might say this is deep but it is not. It is what happens when we come up for air.
There I was contemplating the wholeness of this blade of grass then I broke it in two. Now what? Was it two or one? In what ways was it two? In what ways was it still one? How could it be put back together? How can “I” say that “I” broke anything in two when all there is, is one whole? Who am I? Am I not the grass as well?
All I did was implement a change the cognitive field. The memory of the blade of grass was altered in the moment that I tore it in two. Or was it? I could provide evidence in a court of law that it was originally “one thing” but the fact is that I now held two pieces of grass in my hand.
So what is this? Is it one or two? Or none? Or both?
What is the grass made of besides molecules?
Ok. So I broke it in two and the molecules adjusted to the new memory. Here’s the thing…
The blade of grass is made of molecules. So is the air supposedly separating the now two pieces of grass. I too am made of molecules. Molecules are measurements and structures. What are they made of? Atoms. What are they made of? Electrons, Protons and Neutrons? Then what? Neutrinos? Quarks? How many bits of material do I have to break apart to find the wholeness? How absurd is that thinking?
Great. Now I’m lost in space again.
Ultimately, I think that the ONLY reason that I can tear things in two is because everything is one thing or the manifestation of the one.
