There are no concepts that convey the coherent chaos, intrinsic complexity and beauty of the mind. The kind of unity we conceive through the meticulous exchange of thoughts. Our vision has never really been a vision. It has always been the drive to overcome limitations in life.
Everything is an opportunity. Everything is a stepping stone, albeit not always apparent ones. It's ours to grab them and lay them down so that we can step over them.
We shouldn't care about the idea, nor the project. We should care about the people we impact. Their culture, not their changed consciousness. In fact, we shouldn't even care about that as much as we should care about the process.
The process is like a Tibetan mandala. It takes ineffable amounts of time to create and yet it doesn't mean anything. The process of creation grows us, matures us and shapes us.
And if we don't change the world with this project, everything we learned and everything that shaped us, suddenly becomes a cornerstone. A cornerstone of the actual impact we can have on the world.
We grow with each other; we're remote and yet so close. Because what connects us is a vision. A vision that is so much more abstract than anything we could grasp. Our drive to create meaning, to create a purpose.
There is nothing like an end. No matter what path we take; our choices and actions are the ultimate goal. We refine these processes, over and over, we create new ones.
But these processes are really just a manifestation of our spirit. A spirit that is transcendent, omnipresent, and yet opaque and ungraspable. We cannot understand it, and we cannot see it.
Yet, it is everything. The simple things that matter. The things that we stumble upon. The shapes of stones on a beautiful beach. The stars we can only see at night. Everything that makes us stand up in the mornings and drives us.
Love, essentially, is precisely that. It's the ultimate appreciation of the little things.
The awareness that there's always more than just us.