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It is in human nature 

to lack the understanding 

of how the cosmos works, 

because we are fundamental to it. 

And we are shining a flashlight 

towards mirrors in a dark room 

that are shining right back at us, 

and then we develop a belief 

that it is a new light when it is really not. 

We want to believe that we are standing 

in a different light, 

but we are not.

However, what we have yet to figure out 

is that such mirrors only shone light 

from a specific side. 

The light that comes in 

is the same light that we reflect back, 

though our light comes from inside of us, 

rather than outside. 

And when our light is reflected back at us, 

we are fooled into believing 

it is a different light. 

It is not. It is all the same. 

All the light in the world 

is the same light, 

reflections of our minds. 

One word can spark a thousand pages. 

One adventure begins 

a never-ending story. 

The never-ending story is humanity. 

It is interesting to think of things 

from a perspective that is not human. 

We are such insignificant creatures,

freaks of nature,

and yet our ego 

gives us significance. 

I view the ego 

as the gravity of our soul, 

our soul being the spark of Consciousness 

that is the energy source of everything. 

In religions it is called a spark of divinity, 

but it is merely a projector, 

forming matter with the same patterns 

on every scale.

The ego is our gravitational pull 

to connect us to the physical world, 

to project an outer persona 

that orbits around the center; 

the soul. 

It seems that psychology emulates spirituality, 

which in turn emulates science, 

and all three are projected 

from an original source of energy. 

As our soul is the source of our energy, 

then everything around it, too, 

would have celestial counterparts.

There is beauty in the insignificance of things, 

and in their patterns. 

Because patterns sometimes overlap, 

there becomes something significant. 

The overlap becomes 

the space we inhabit. 

The product of the combination 

of cosmic patterns 

is within the human mind, 

and to understand our insignificance, 

becomes significant. 

It will allow humanity a path forward. 

To understand insignificance 

is to humble oneself, 

and to focus on the important things. 

It is difficult to understand this 

when reality is so compelling. 

Society is so captivating, 

so comforting, 

and incredibly addicting. 

It is manufactured this way 

so that the ego can experience 

the liveliness of adrenaline, 

because it thrives on importance, 

and acknowledgment. 

The only problem, however, 

is that the ego does not acknowledge itself. 

This is all done within the unconscious, 

just as the world we live in 

feels like there was no conscious thought 

behind it. 

The unconscious is my consciousness, 

the dream is my reality, 

but which one are you, 

and which one am I?