Can the start, any start, never end, never become anything but start?
Can it not?
What is start?
What is the depth and the truth, the deep truth of start?
Isn't it that which was never before?
And now it starts.
If it was before, it continues now, even if there was a stop.
But that which was never before and is now a start.
And any start that is a process, that is movement in time, is soon continuation.
It is not new.
It's evolution.
It is progress.
It is new of something that was before, new combination, new way.
But the deep truth of start can never grow old, the start in itself.
So if it's not a process and it is not an object that come to be and become old or that grow in time, how far can you look back?
Wherever you look, it is either continuation or imagination.
And the real question is, can the start be the eyes that look?
Can the gaze, the observation, be the start and stay the start?
If you find the eyes of start, the old eyes, the old way of looking, lose its meaning completely.
It has no life in it.
It's only good for description, for trying to make sense of chain of concepts, chain of events, chain of ideas.
The deep truth is that start never starts, and start never ends.
The now never start.
The now never progress.
It is always that.
Always start.
To meet life now, to look from the eyes of the now, this is the start.
