Are you sure ...?!

“Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was myself. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man.”
Chuang Tzu

Yesterday i woke up being left-handed.
I took the pen and i wrote, took the cutlery at meal, by my left hand, gladly. I felt myself being complete.
Yes, this is the person, who i am!
 

Today i woke up being right-handed.
I took the pen and the spoon at lunch by my right hand. I felt completely well. Yes, this is the person, who i am!

... and i wondered at last, seeing the change ... 
 

What is the cause? 

What makes me to use my right or left brain hemispheres, to use the different parts of my whole knowledge? 

Is this human being the same?

Do you feel the doubts?

Do you feel the unsteadiness? 

Look, my friend, look into the mirror now. 

Are you sure in your existence?

Are you sure, that the seen face balongs to the same person, you have seen yesterday evening?

The same person, you have seen thirty years ago?

The same, what your mother had seen at your birth?

Are you sure that today's reality is the same, where you fell asleep last night?
 

Are you sure ... ?!
 

Sure ... ?!
 

Nothing is sure!
 

Where is THE reality?!

Where is the etalon, the basic benchmark?

Where from do you want to know the stable point?

The stable point is a non existing lifeboat. You are drifting in the river of visions and try to hold on it.
Just let go of.

Your stable material reality is not more, than the energy of quantum strings, bared vibrating magnetic fields.

Your thoughts, filled with emotions, create the needed density ... and the energy manifest itself.
All your decisions and all your choices create parallel realities. All your imaginations are existing somewhere, in a floating reality, and all of them may become to a material vision, by your imagination's emotional power ... and your body is working driven by the newer and newer material stage settings. You are left-handed, right-handed, you are sick or become healthy ... while changing the scenes of emotional orders.

There is no guarantee for the safety of permanence. 

There is no guarantee ... there is no safety ... there is no permanence.

Permanent change - this is the single certainty. 

You are Chuang Tzu, you are the butterfly too, and you are all the knots of the energy net, the different knots, where the threads of your convergent realities meet.

You are your own paradox.

The permanent change which is longing for stability, which is unaware of its own continuous changing.