The Breath of Light

What is life if not light?

The more light that food holds, the more the food feeds us.
Breatharians claim to be able to live from air and light alone; a concept most of us laugh at. There is documentation that Yogi's have accomplished this-why not 'ordinary' people?

The idea of living from light, living from essence alone, is foreign to our western minds, but thanks to the internet we are expanding. Maybe there is hope for us yet.

Some plants, some fish some animals have adapted to live with the minimum of light-but still they need some...demonstrating that there are only degrees of light and less light on a vast continuum. To us in the ocean's great depths it is darkest of dark, and yet, there is life existing there able to exist with such a small amount of light that we can't even perceive it being available. But it is. It's there. Light persists.

True dark is an illusion. It disappears when the lights are turned on. Dark is only visible as a reflection, and has no substance on its own. So why do we feed it?

When your mind has a choice between real or imagined, the imagination will always win...i read that somewhere and can't recall at the moment where-apologies. But it has played in my mind for awhile now, circling.

It takes me back to 'what is real'? A question that tapped at my heels twenty years ago. How do we know what is real? Remember the movie "Identity?" The twist in the plot? Indeed. What is real? And is this a real world or did we get caught inbetween or did we slide to a parallel darkly compelling version some of us?

What holds us in our state of awareness? Will? Ego? Misunderstanding?