The Ol' Adage

Counting Down Numbers

Relating back to the old adage, age is but a number. In the perceptual experience of our human realm, age is the progression of our chronological development that does not serve a greater basis to who we really are. Whether we are the number of 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, we can be considered wise beyond our years or younger below our years. Whichever the case may be, our quantum memory is the vessel to all of the records of our existence on this oasis. We would not even know it! There are so many expectations and traditional generalizations where we should be when we reach that specific number. However, a five-year-old can possess the intellectual level of a 50-year-old, yet nobody would ever notice. But, we would say a five-year-old's mind is not as developed as a 50-year-old's. As strange as it may be, there are a bunch of connections that are kept dormant in some other realm of our messengers of consciousness. The emergence of this cosmic information is rarely ever known to us, investigating the speculation of elements that bring up some similarity in what we perceive to be accurate. We are situated on this oasis, but how do we really know we are that age? Is it only because of the birthright that tells us we are that age? How can it be proven exactly? It is the same concept as our existence. It does not appear to be as verifiable as we thought it would be. Much of the labels and identifications we are given are mere constructs. Indeed, we are all students here, trying to learn and overcome our oppressive injustices that are finding ways to transcend the dismissive humanity. Our daily occurrences and the variations of our circumstances may leap through the perceptual experience of age, qualifying us as more mature or more naive. Whether or not we are more mature or more naive, we can say that there are great calculations in the elements that may either take away our energy, disrupting our energetic fields or adding to it. According to age, physical appearance may not even correlate to it whatsoever. It can be seen that certain energies in the conditions of these elements restructure our humanity in various ways in order to rebel against the need to age well or better. This restructuring of our humanity demonstrates another difference in the significance of the different walks of life amongst us. It is never founded as a dull moment to see the delicate features either chip or re-shape itself in idiosyncratic ways. Our oasis is the same way. It does not have the capabilities that we have to distinguish whether or not it ages well or better. It just ages, but it knows that regardless of however old it is, it is what it is and may preserve its knowledge in its stems to its branches, encoding and entrusting the original cosmic blueprints into it. We are instilled with our humanity, yet our perception of the source can be re-written if we have not made attempts to be aware of it.

Age is but of an element, a number classified and identified in each of us.