@htiferes
There are only three moments of true joy.
Birth
When consciousness enters form
before memory, before fear, before self.
Death
When form dissolves
and the illusion of separation ends
returning to the infinite.
And art
True art!
When the self disappears
and something eternal moves through us.
Everything else we call joy
is attachment, relief, or desire.
Echoes of the past.
Anticipation of the future.
But true joy exists
only where time collapses
and the self is no longer in the way.