All is a metaphor. Your life tells a story. And there is significance to your story beyond the story itself.
What if your life is an epic poem? There are words in poetry, but the poem is far greater than the words. Or your life is a many-paged novel. This or that act is committed, but the act represents something more than itself. What is the meaning beyond the meaning?
Your life is a tale being told.
Each day is a new leaf of a novel whose page you turn. There is more to reading the novel than reading its pages.
There are characters in your novel. You are the main one. You are the main character certainly in that you are the one telling it. It reveals itself according to how you see it.
You write your novel as if in invisible ink. The writing on each page disappears as soon as you turn to the next page. And all the future pages are blank until they are written on. Then you write on them and they also disappear as soon as they are filled.
Only one page can be read at a time anyway.
But the meaning stays, and the meaning progresses.
Your novel is part of a greater one. All the novels of the world are parts of one gigantic book. Yet they are not chapters one after the other, because they occur all at once. With the proper vision, one look, and you see it all. There is no synopsis to this giant book really, but it can be looked at and held in your hand, and its contents known.
This synthesized work can be read on many levels, however. You are reading it all the time. You try to figure it out. You flip through it. You open it. You close it. You ponder it. Every time you read or skim this book, it is different according to what page you are on and your skill in fathoming.
The life of man on earth is not to be analyzed, but it is to be fathomed.
Life is understandable, but not in your terms.
All the languages of the world meld into this one great book. Its content is huge. And you are on its pages. And yet you are the one reading the book and looking for the right page. And you are the one who translates the book as you go along.
What is the binding? What is the glue that keeps the pages together? Where on its pages is love found? There is not one page without it.
Perhaps touching the pages is enough.
Hold this book of life close to you.
Everyone can hold it at the same time, this magical book of life.
What a triumph it is! What drama, and what comedy, this play on the stage of life!
Think of it. It is acted out at every moment, and the lines keep changing.
But the meaning of the play is what matters. The setting will change. The actors will change. Everything will change but the meaning. Its meaning is the glory of the story. Its meaning is what you take with you, and its meaning is what you keep. At the same time as you seek it, you have it. It is locked in your DNA.
You think this book is a mystery, and not always creditable. You walk around the clues, and try to find the truth. All the while, you are the truth you seek.