278

someone else.

are we living as if “someone else” will take care of it? like “someone else” will figure it out? clean it up? or pick up after us? that it’ll just be “someone else’s problem?”

reality is a closed system. even if growth is possible. even if everything is expanding. even if time is an illusion and separation is not real. that’s the reason there’s no “take care of it later” or “just throw it away.” it’s not happening somewhere else. there is no button to “delete” or dumpster for “trash.” everything recycles because everything cycles. it’s always only here and now and you. there are no straight lines. extend any line far enough and it curves right back around to you.

and if you’ve always been the “someone else,” absorbing chaos and stabilizing the system, don’t worry. there’s already a judge, jury and executioner taking good care of everyone, almost better than you ever could. own your piece of the puzzle. there is a divine creativity to refusing other people’s limits while wrestling your own.