Seek Truth's Light
Spirits and Souls Step Steadily Sonder Thine Tuples
I am moving soon. The specter of material weight I carry with me reveals itself once again.
When I upgrade computers or phones, I never import my old config, I always start fresh. Yet with hardware I tend to drag it along.
Everything can have a purpose, because I can spontaneously generate it. Yet, holding onto ideas and parts which never manifest leave me at the mercy of a "picker". Someone who rummages through old men's barns and garages to buy at discount and sell for profit. I refuse to become a hoarder. Hording weighs heavily, physically, mentally, spiritually and socially.
Now, standing amid my piles of memories, half-dreamed ideas, I re-realize that cleaning my office is far more than physical. Each object a potential waiting to be realized, a story waiting to unfold. Every wire, every screen, every part, an unfinished narrative, a hope deferred, an idea awaiting its author.
Grappling with all the ideas these boxes carry requires filtering. My thoughts wander, generating a range of limit potential, now manifest into words: "Seek Truth's Light" It's as simple, yet powerful as I’ve yet discovered. The phrase encapsulates the essence of all my tangled thoughts, dreams, and scattered projects in three words. A call to awareness, a reminder that hope is most meaningful when anchored firmly in truth.
This physical act of packing and moving acts as a metaphor for mental and spiritual realignment. Each object I pick up challenges me to discern if its purpose should remain within my journey. I can keep it easy to reach, box it away, or let it go. Not merely organization—this is realignment, between ideas, actions, potential and reality.
Vision must be clear, in order to make progress. The narratives I’ve been longing to write, the comics, the articles, the multimedia canon, aren't only external—they are the reflections of alignment! Every step, every decision, every action; I create an extension of how I see and embody experience.
The limit case I created was to imagine a word, or symbol so powerful that every living entity that ever did or ever would exist would immediately align perfectly and forever in its presence.
That pure maximum limit needs to be brought nearer to the present and personal perspective. What about a single symbol which if I encountered today would immediately and permanently aid my perfect alignment.
A still closer variant might be: what book-story/sentence/phase/word or symbol-which when read, informed me of exactly what I most needed to know at any given moment throughout my life.
What might I utter aloud right now which most immediately aligns my next action with my highest potential experience?
Finer filtering is more functional. My mind craves a story and narrative which describes who I could become if I made the right choices. Seek Truth’s Light is the simple phrase, it then needs a sentence, paragraph, essay, story, novel and prophesy for which can further filter into these moments to finally flow forever…
Though I have yet to fabricate these higher resolution forms of media.
These all-conceptual limit cases of information storage and retrieval facilitate ones super self-alignment serving as wide filters for what to do at each and any given moment.
And so, I aimed to filter practically. I simplified ruthlessly, starting with my workspace: find the trash and throw it out, find the tools and consolidate them, validate the value of objects, determine the time cost associated with a project idea.
Things I will use soonest should be kept closest. Things which will not be touched within 1 yr removed. Things which are part of my library packed. Parts associated with projects. Parts of dead projects discarded. Cords. Tools. Books. Organized into their respective boxes.
This is the start. Then we start again, and again. We never stop starting.
There is always a higher resolution. There is always a better pathway, more aligned, context recalculated, towards the most that could become at every layer and level. The guide who lives within your soul seeks it. Be Still, Listen.
I ended the cleaning/packing session lighter, clearer, and hopeful. My space was cleaner, yes—but more importantly, so was my mind.
Next time I will think:
"What single thing can I discard today—physically or mentally—that will immediately improve my ability to see hope clearly?"
One purpose might be to bring more of heaven down to earth.
