Being Awake in Life

I am awake. In life or in fantasy. But there is no difference. Being exactly where you want to be. Is there free will, something to be doing right or something to be doing wrong? Is there inactivity? What is the most common human trait? "Fear or laziness?" We are both, but rising above that gives you a seat in the left side of the car (or right if your from that other far side of the pond). Every person we meet, creation of my imagination? Because I feel incapable of creating that beauty and that awesome story. Collective thought? Do they exist or are they exactly what was necessary with or without my consciousness. Without that consciousness, but existing inside. To know and to understand. You know that feeling when something is familiar but you've never heard it before? That's exactly what I mean. To be composed of everything that is, but to be disconnected from that reality. To be given exactly what you need but not knowing what to do with it. That is inactivity. It happens with a feeling of dispare. Or maybe it's that fear. Those basic inherent "emotions" that are the seed for all the reactions. Fear to anger to inactivity to hopelessness. Love to evolution, to movement to enlightenment.

Where are you? What are you doing? What have you become?

Sitting on the floor in San Francisco. She's on the couch, and we're experiencing THE WAKING LIFE. We have become exactly what we want to be at this moment. Consciously free. Unconsciously slaved but unimportant.

"And every moment was magical...Connecting to all the people. And looking back, that's all that really mattered."

THE WAKING LIFE.