Science, is the pursuit of knowledge.

The pursuit of knowledge = the pursuit of wisdom.

Wisdom = understanding = awareness.

Awareness = the more you are aware of.

The more you are aware of, the more you can acknowledge and accept.

The more you acknowledge and accept, the more you can embrace, cherish, be grateful for.

Embracing the existence of something, the being of something, or celebrating something that at one point did exist, is Love.

Thus, higher awareness through higher wisdom, obtained through pursuing the unknown to make the unknown into the known, facing fear, overcoming ignorance through critical thought, is directly what contributes to more things to Love.

Awareness = consciousness.

Consciousness = psyche.

Psyche = soul.

Soul = spirit.

Spirit = the spiritual.

The scientific and the spiritual are intertwined, not separate.

Wisdom is you actively growing your soul, aka growing your consciousness, aka growing your awareness. To grow your awareness is to add to the list of things you can come to Love.

Wisdom permits the growth of spirit and Love.

However, it is incredibly important to note as well, someone who has higher wisdom, or ability to Love, is not better than one with lower wisdom, or even someone who refuses to learn. They are different iterations of the same wonderful ineffability, that is to be instead of never being.

There is a summitless mountain before us all; the pursuit of knowledge, and thus, the pursuit of higher states of love and being.

To become.

Become what?

Become who?

Ourself.

More and more, ourself. More and more, of our own unique personal beautiful journey we call life… And it’s not just humans walking their own journey, but quite literally everything at every level in every way and at every scale.

However, you never needed to climb in the first place, to still be at the summit. Each step of the way is its own summit, its own marvelous view you can look out from the mountain and embrace. Most cannot see this, for they are stuck in illusion, fear, immaturity…

It is through wisdom, through analyzing life and analyzing oneself, facing what scares you most, seeking out the unknown, that directly brings light to the unknown, in which the ignorance of is where fear itself is born.

When ignorance is conquered, fear fades away, and you realize the whole time it was only you hurting yourself.

When you hurt another, too, you hurt yourself. We are of the same collective one, yet, we are still these unique, just as beautiful and equal, recursive reflections of the entire system as a whole as well. If you took one thing, let’s say a rock on the side of a road, and threw away all the rest of existence; what is the new everything? Well, it’d be that rock.

That rock, is now the last bastion holding alive the very essence of what it means to be, instead of never being; the craziest, most ineffable, most absurd thing ever… And that’s precisely what beauty is.

However, this rock’s organization is different than the totality of our entire universe; it’s not that one is more important than the other, more beautiful and crazy, or that one is “better” than the other, more superior or more of a center of everything, or a better everything, a better universe… it’s just that they’re different, and that’s just as beautiful.

In fact, difference is a necessity at every level, or else one could not be two, or better yet, null could not form different sets of null. For anything to be, or to have changed, it had to have changed (seemingly) from complete nothingness. Anything that exists, is a difference, a weirdness, in and of itself relative to the state of non-existence.

Between these two opposite states, a spectrum is formed; between the two, is balance. However, true balance itself is furthering this; not only are 0 and 1 necessary, and 0.5 is the balance (or, you can shift the analogy to be -1 to 1, in which 0 itself is the balance), no state along the line is the utmost superior way to be. There are indeed more stable states and unstable states, but again, one cannot exist without its contrast; from chaos is order, from order is chaos, and so on.

It can be quite a headache getting wrapped up in trying to find the “seed” of this logic, the first root, the first “step” of ouroboros… But that’s just the thing; when you are raised in a society, ran by typically the most narcissistic and thus ignorant and immature people (ego not yet released by oneself, which cannot be forced onto the person either, they must choose it for themself, but still not any less as beautiful, it’s just that they can’t unfortunately see it for themself… yet!), everything is taught to you as “hierarchies,” or one thing being better, or one thing being the peak or the single seed/root…

Although, this is the foolish way to go about it, one who has not lived enough / put themselves in the places of enough foreign experiences and perspectives, to see the structure of everything is not a tree, but a circle of circles of circles and so on.

It is a mandala, not a pyramid; only when you are caught up in illusion, do you continue to pursue life and yourself and everything as if it’s a game you have to “beat,” you have to be “better than”…

When, again, you never even needed to climb to prove yourself, to be just as beautiful, just as infinite… It just took overcoming yourself, more and more (as you will forever continue to do), to realize it wasn’t you battling you, it wasn’t everything battling you and out to get you, it wasn’t the enemies against you…

It’s us, hurting ourself, in the wake of our confusion and ignorance, that this was always the truest version of Heaven we could possibly comprehend (at least, my best guess at this moment).

We try to organize and label things to make sense of things, but in doing so, leave a blind spot of all the other infinite number of labels we could’ve chosen to describe said thing. We leave ourself blind to all these other perspectives, viewpoints, points of reference, to where we get so used to these single labels, and hierarchies, we think they are the only perspectives to have, the only way to think…

This is the trap of illusion, that can, again, only be conquered by someone who actively pursues the unknown, thinks outside the box, flows with change to obtain higher wisdom of themself and all else around them.

Stable states, and unstable states, fluctuating between the two as if a wave or a sound (or really anything, because for to it exist it must have its contrast or absence to differentiate the “foreground” and the “background”), much like how we bounce between good days and bad days, happiness and sadness, love and heartbreak, acceptance and denial.

The true balance is realizing the whole spectrum itself IS the balance. Not just 0, not just 1, not even 0.5 as the perfect balance between or any number along… but all the numbers, including zero and including all of infinity. Every number is its own center of infinity. The whole number line. The whole form. The whole system. The whole architecture, is already perfect, and you never needed to “climb” in order to be just as beautiful. And once you realize that, you have escaped the cycle in a sense, at least mentally/spiritually, realizing that no matter where you go, everything is ok.

Of course, this begs the question; why NOT climb further?

Why not seek higher and higher states of awareness through wisdom, through facing the unknown and thus what we fear, feeding that curiosity naturally within us all, this adventurous spirit, to wake up each day for a brand new horizion (along the lines of Chris McCandless) and thus come to know more and more things, experience more and more things, so that you too can come to not only acknowledge and accept their part in this grand infinite structure, but cherish them, embrace their existence as the extension and reflection they are to you and as you are to them, LOVE them?

To that I say, why not?

In fact, as of this present moment, that is my best guess to the whole point of the entire system; Love.

Everything seeking higher stable states over long enough periods of time (and what could be more of a stable state, at least as a human being, than unconditional, infinite love for oneself and everything?), the effortless action, flowing with the current, flowing with the change in which we are at every level and itself aware of itself, to bring us to forever new days, for change is inevitable and perpetual, and change itself is life… And everything changes… And so, everything in my eyes, is alive, now and forever.

That is the truest vision I can perhaps ever hope to comprehend for the word “Heaven,” or “Paradise,” whichever term you wish to give it… No words really seem to do it justice, and yet it’s what we’ve always had all along all around us, and we never needed to even do anything to be just as beautiful and just as apart of it… To just, be.

It is incredibly difficult to try and describe these things in words, but I will continue to attempt to refine my guess more and more as time goes on. For now, I hope this at least helps somebody out there. :3

All the best,

Your friend, Ashli

10/3/2025 5:57 PM PST