Existence

How many repeats are there in existence? What’s the giant knitting pattern in the sky?
Have you ever noticed how similar parts of your life are?
I find myself in the same places and situations and types of surroundings all the time - by choice.
It is all a choice. In every moment. Each breath. Our power is our choice - of how we think, and how we believe - not what. What is just the form our thoughts take when they manifest.
As we are want to do.
Repeatedly.
I create. Not as automatic as breath but with intention. Maybe it still happens automatically without intention. The energy just churn. I can’t sit still. The wind doesn’t stop forever. The earth keeps turning. You can’t make the sun not rise. Being is just a lasting experience of ... creation. And repetition.
Why do we choose so little control over our choices - over our thoughts. THe precursors to what exists.
And why don’t we choose more joy?
(Perhaps some are too arrogant to see the beauty in every moment. The laugh in every tree. Not me. I see it for what it is.)
Ugly is just a judgement. Good and bad are too. Purity knows no vanity. Just appreciation.