A Multidimensional Garden

We do not get to plot out this garden. It's dimensions are unknown to us. It's yield is finite, but not. It can grow one thing or many, but only in accordance with your will.

There is no sunlight in this garden. There is no water and no earth.

We are ignorant of the garden we tend, but forced to tend it we are.

This is a garden of ideas and relationship. It is a place where the past and future exist at once, and not at all. And it exacts itself precisely on the world around us.

We ignorantly and blindly plant fruit that feeds and fruit that kills.

We blindly pick the fruit of ignorant and unthought-out ideas and interactions.

The food from this garden kills us and grows us, but we cannot see it, and so we thrash around wildly destroying the good and the bad, while some set fire to everything just to be sure.

We rant and rave at those who prosper, because they tend their garden diligently. We wish to destroy their garden because we don't know how to tend our own. We hate for what we do not know how to do, and that too was grown in our garden by our own hand, ignorantly, blindly.

You may never see the garden, but you will always see what comes from it. And in so doing you can tease out how tend it.

If you enjoy a thing, do the things that happened for that to come into being.

If you do not enjoy a thing, do not do those things.

If you see someone doing something you enjoy, join them.

If you see someone doing something you do not enjoy, do not join them.

If you are sad, do not think sad thoughts.

If you are mad, do not think harmful thoughts.

If you are in love, trust.

If you are not in love, trust.

It is imperative that we prune the things in our lives that make us unwell.

Perhaps after that, you will begin to see the garden that we all tend.