At the point where matter dissolves, where it loses its „tangibility“ and becomes nothing – or everything – perhaps the transition, the „point“ of the apparent transformation from soul to matter is to be sought…. Matter – soul. Soul – matter… consciousnesses. Pendulums. Oscillations… Myriads of oscillations, myriads of consciousnesses forming the universal consciousness. And the human being, the certain accumulation of a part of these myriad vibrations, of myriad consciousnesses between pain and security, is a part of it.
Why are we there? Why were these vibrations put together in such a way that „we“ came out of it? Maybe we are a billion years long thought of the universal consciousness. Maybe it asks itself the same questions as „we“. The questions about the own existence. After the sense. Maybe we are the thought with which it wants to answer these questions itself. Maybe all matter is only an expression of these questions of a universal consciousness and all happening in the universe is based on it at all. Also each of our thoughts. Each of our actions.
Our „meaning of life“ as human beings may lie in answering these questions. We are tools. Thought tools, so to speak. So our meaning is being. Devotion to the power that guides us. To the One, to the universal consciousness, the world soul. We are, as human beings, thoughts made by another. We are. But we are also that other. We are thinker and thought at the same time. As soul we are thinker and as matter we are thought.
Only… more than this answer, the statement of being as the sense, there is not. As a part of the world soul, we are world soul, and nothing else. Also the world soul can only be. Why it is, through what or whom it is, that is not to be answered by anyone. We are the world soul and we are secured in the eternal being of the One… and she – the world soul – is therefore also. It is secure in itself. There is nothing more to say. And there is nothing more to research.