The Costume or the Soul. (1 min 13 sec)

We live in a world obsessed with appearances. Look around — how people dress, talk, walk, perform. It’s the form that catches our eye, hooks us, and pulls us in. We idolize the way someone looks, the way they carry themselves, their style, their image. We compare ourselves to it, we mimic it, and in doing so, we slowly lose ourselves. It’s as if we’ve become addicted to the surface, needing the physical presence of the person or the thing to feel complete. But all this focus on form is an illusion, a distraction.

Meanwhile, what truly matters —  the content — is right there, hidden in plain sight, quietly waiting for us to wake up. Content is weightless, eternal, easy to carry wherever we go. It doesn't cling to form or require an intermediary. It’s within us, ready to be accessed, lived, and shared. No physical presence necessary, no attachment weighing us down. It’s the pure essence of truth, waiting to be realized. We become our own gurus, listening to the inner voice that’s been whispering all along.

But here's the problem: we’re so hooked on the costume that we miss the substance underneath. While we cling to the external, the real gold is in what’s beyond the eye — the eternal, the unbreakable, the content we already have within.

So tell me… If the content is eternal and weightless, why are we so damn busy polishing our masks?

#thinkgod
I am sorry.
Please forgive me.
Thank you.
I love you.