Hear me out, manifesting through the absurdity of life.
As we all know, in order to manifest, we must first detach from our desire. We must live as if we already have it. And such a state can only be reached with a level of nonchalance — such frequency requires, as I would say, a level of meaninglessness.

Once we possess something, no matter how grateful we are to receive it, no matter how much we craved it-its value automatically decreases once it’s in our hands. In my explanation, it isn’t because our frequency lowers, or because we return to our old ways. Rather, it’s that it just doesn’t matter as much as we thought it did.
Nothing does, if we truly look at it.

All the richness in the world, all the luxuries, the desires… they all stop making sense at some point. Every desire loses its taste when the time is right.
Now, I’m not saying we should simply stop desiring. On the contrary, we stand higher than our desires. And only through absurdity can we truly acknowledge that.
In a way, every philosophy, every religion implies that life is indeed absurd. As it is, there is no meaning — even if you tried to give it meaning, your meaning is meaningless. Religions are pro-afterlife, which makes our current life a mere passage. Same thing with philosophies.

I believe it is somewhat a realization that we are transcendent for this life — which kind of makes sense. Once we had forgotten how absurd this life was, we began to lose our transcendental powers. Jumping from one meaning to another, yearning for a sense of certainty, of logic. Mindlessly chasing after pleasures. And the list goes on and on.
In the end, however, it becomes a vicious cycle. And it matters not whether one was rich or poor. Whether one had attained their desires or not. Whether one had realized all their dreams.
In fact, the only comfort that is eternal is the comfort of absurdity.

So…how does one live, truly live if none of this really matters?
Maybe that’s when life really begins.

To be continued…..