I have come to understand the Apache language fluently in a matter of hours. I have learned to speak my native language fluently within a matter of days. Even having accomplished this seemingly amazing feat I remain in doubt. Perhaps I'm simply good with languages and never knew it. My old uncle smiles at me as he places more wood on the fire. I sit in a comfortable chair facing the burning logs flickering in the subdued light. The door is closed and the lights are off. Outside it is July. All things change but the universal laws governing them remain the same.
It saddens me that I have wasted so much of my life in ignorance and only see the wisdom from looking back. I have even coined the term retro understanding as an appropriate philosophy for my condition. I only seem to know what to do if I am ever dumb enough to be caught in such a bleak situation again. While new and unique challenges await me ahead to stumble blindly through. I fear that the culmination of all my years of wisdom will reach its pinnacle upon my death bed. What's the point in that?
The point, my uncle reminds me in my native tongue, comes from some basic universal truths. Energy is neither created nor destroyed but simply changes form. I am a product of energy and when my shell falls away I will continue beyond in a different form. Like a raindrop falling into a lake, I simply change form and rise to the clouds again in an endless cycle. The culmination of all I have learned remaining with me. All my loved ones and countless generations of family before me exist in their evolved form to return at some point.
In many ways I still feel like a child because it has taken me so long to reach some understanding of universal truths and my place in the big picture. But I am reminded again by my wise old uncle that it had to have taken many lifetimes to come to this point. A certain amount of innate knowledge had to have existed within me upon conception. Else there is no logical way I could have caught up so quickly. Animals are able to stand within moments of birth and run within hours. We take the mystery for granted and call it instinct.
Hundreds of thousands of years from now, civilizations will unearth our creations and understand the purpose of our primitive technology. They will seek to translate and understand our many glyphic languages but they will not know us. Not really. They will, however, carry within them the ethereal knowledge we gained within their DNA. They will be born infinitely more intelligent than we were after nearly a century of living. No homo sapien child would have been able to grasp the advanced sciences as our children do. It had not been learned and handed down into their wealth of understanding. It was not yet in their DNA. We take the mystery for granted and call it evolution.
Once we understand ourselves as infinite beings can we begin to know our place and responsibility here while we live. Time seems to pass by faster as we grow older because of the expanse of time behind us. It has been proven that time is not linear but relative. In this we see only a glimpse of the physical effects of our own unfathomable span of existence.
We have learned much about our universe from our science yet have failed to include ourselves in the final equation. There is no death. If death were real in the sense that we think to understand it, nothing would exist. Everything would have died many eons ago. The closest we come to our concept of death is sleep and perhaps resurrection when we awaken. Our memories of yesterday remain with us in the light of the new day. We take this mystery for granted and call it life.
Previously Posted on FullofKnowlege.com
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