The problem is not my lack of freedom, but my failure to synch my desires with my current state. My failure to be satisfied. When I am satisfied with my lack of freedom I feel as if what I do, I do it because it is okay. The only way you would FEEL bound is if you were doing something you did not want… If you were “forced” to be in an unwanted situation (i.e. if you were unsatisfied). And thus, the only reason you feel forced to be somewhere you don’t want to be, is because you are unsatisfied with your situation. Conclusion: Doing things because you want to not because you HAVE to: (you can easily let go, if you decided to).
This is where the idea of “freedom” comes in. By the way we feel it. The only reason we think about “freedom” as a concept is because of this “dissatisfaction”.
I am addicted to making sense, this is what s holding me back, or slows me down, and it is so deeply engraved in living that all that I am trying to find must go through this “toll booth.” God is too Great for me to squeeze Him through logic; He is too great for me to make sense of. It slows me down to make sure that all of this makes sense.
In a way, trying to make sense only points us back to disregarding it, and this is how it makes sense on its own without anything else. This is how it makes the most sense. Because in trying to make sense, we are already at flaw; because if we made perfect sense we would not make sense. So trying to make sense ultimately points to its dissolution. This is how I know that making sense is a mere addiction and not a necessary property of the Universe. Again, the Universe is undefined, God is Infinite.
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