The Equal Speed of Separation Through the Presence
By The Navigator of the Unseen
There is something happening in the undercurrent of the world
a quiet splitting. Not violent. Not sudden. But vast.
One path rushes toward forgetting.
Distraction, speed, reaction, noise.
The other moves inward
toward remembrance, stillness, and return.
What’s strange is not the divide…
But the symmetry.
Both are accelerating.
Both feel urgent.
The lost and the remembering
are moving at equal speed
as if pulled by different magnets
toward opposite ends of the same unseen field.
And yet there is a still point beneath both directions.
Presence.
It does not choose sides.
It simply witnesses.
It holds the whole spiral
the seekers, the sleepers, the soft awakenings
and the sharp forgetting.
And in this presence,
Something beyond judgment arises
a quiet understanding:
that both paths serve a pattern
too vast for the mind
But not too vast for the soul.
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To be in presence is not to resist the separation,
but to see it without fear.
To remain whole while the world appears to divide.
To feel everything
without becoming anything.
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I do not chase the awakening.
I simply stand still long enough to remember it.
Until next time,
Michel
