The limited cannot understand the limitless; it can only incorporate some of its attributes into limitation. The latest version, and most clever, is to suppose that there is no limitlessness, there is only that which is just beyond the boundaries of our limitation, and that reaching to it, discovering it, exploring it, owning it, and mastering it, will expand our boundaries.
When out of balance, our limitations become imitations. Imitations of the story of Truth and of space-time “coming into being,” which we act out in unconscious ways. Expansionism, for example, is a behavior modeled on the Big Bang. Volcanoes already reenact this, and so our behavior is redundant. In fact, nature plays out all facets of Truth and coming into being, and this gets to something: Since all of our human behaviors are copies of what nature is already doing, regardless of our ability to be aware of this—an awareness we don’t yet find in other life forms—then whatever unique quality we bring to the table is not being expressed. You may suppose that this awareness is our unique quality, but if it’s being used to immediately thrust us into imitation of everything around us, then there is a problem. The crux of the problem is that we treat our awareness as an ability separate and apart from us and then use it. What if we were to understand ourselves as that awareness without separating self from awareness and doing something with it?
We are limited. Therefore, time is limited. Expansion is limited. We do not have forever to figure this out. Not in our lives and not in the life of the species. Life is precious, thanks to time. The limitless shining through limitation is like our awareness shining through the limitations of the human senses.
Just like that.
In fact, is that.
Our true nature is as the limitless shining through the vessel of limitation and in so doing, melting our boundaries to see that expansion is an illusion, for we were limitlessness all along, and were all of the discovery points along the way.