The problem with this circle I’m in is that I always come back to the same place, over and over again. Jeez, I wish I could understand what reincarnation is ‘wheely’ all about.
Anything residing in a circle always returns to the same place many times over; this is the nature of the circle
The largest circle the mind can possibly imagine sits within yet one more circle. Have you ever felt like you were going around in circles?
A circle is an interesting construct of the mind. It surrounds things and also prevent things from entering. Making a conscious choice to enter or exit a circle is much different than unknowingly living inside someone else’s circle.
The circle has been a powerful symbol throughout human history. It is said to represent unity, completion, perfection and even God. The symbol for infinity is no more than a circle with a twist. As soul I view circles as a limiting construct of the nasty little mind. I am free and live outside of all circles in the boundless ocean of Spirit’s love, where all circles have their being.
It’s interesting how a circle, in spite of the high praise it garners in philosophy, science, literature and metaphysics, is actually nothing more than a limited construct of the mind. In one fashion or another every circle keeps things in and keeps things out. Even more interesting is that if you hold a circle in your hands and give it a half twist it becomes the symbol for infinity.
3rd dimension? 4th dimension? 5th dimension and beyond? It doesn’t matter; they’re all dimensions, limited constructs of the mechanical mind trapped forever in the worlds of matter and time. Love has no dimensions. Stop measuring and start treasuring.
Sri Gawn Tu Fahr has been described as Rumi on a rocket, Eckhart Tolle out of control, Einstein looped on wine, Dr. Seuss tanked on juice, Kahil Gibran totally gone, Aristotle on the bottle, Ghandi with the Wind, a Supernova Casanova, a snarlin’ George Carlin, Chris Rock running amok, Deepak out of Whack and the Divine Poet of Facebook.