Everything

On the way
nearly
arriving
but slowly
soon
coming closer
getting there
making headway
growing close
gaining proximity

yet all along remaining
ever so distant
until...

the outstretched arm and hand finally plucks the apple from the tree, a spot it could not previously reach, and, attaining the only goal life has, there is no more.

Or, if we, during life, set ourselves goals, the process repeats itself in endless struggle until life's goal takes its tole.

But remember that however far away you are from your goal you are nearer than you think (tragic in life's case), while however near you think you are you are in fact further away: you're close even when you're far and far even when you're close;

man fails to notice the distance in proximity and the proximity in distance:

relatively, people are always both near and far, and a person can be nearer to you than another person when that person is far away and the other person is with you:

close and near do not have to imply spatial distance. I think by now I've got the point across.

To find peace, with the nomadic traveller, feel near to home far from it, and far from it when near: make home wherever you are.

But, then, aren't you confused, for you inevitably feel at home and far from home wherever you are? See it like this, as part of the contradiction of being, and/or erase "home" from your concepts entirely.

Freedom, true freedom, is precisely the acknowledgment of this contradiction in everything that occurs in the realm of existence which is the realm of its opposite, non-existence, nothingness. Appreciate everything as being both what it seems or appears to be and not what that is or, something else entirely. A red thing has no way other than through universal consensus of being a red thing, and if one person who has believed red to be "called" green since he was taught colors calls that red thing green he must also be right if truth is subjective, what each individual believes to be true is what is true for that individual, in which case the red thing is both red and green and any other color that you might want to call it, to incorporate everyone's perception, that is. But also, what is red? Red is not red but a color or a tint that some material has. That material is made up of different things that in fact are simply atoms which are more basic elements entirely.

The point is, and it is a BIG one: all essences are simply the appearance of a more fundamental essence. Therefore nothing is what it seems but each thing is infinitely divisible into other smaller things: a tree is not a tree but wood and roots and leaves, which are cells, etc.

But the key point about the contradiction of being is that due to the necessity of an opposite for each thing to be, each thing must be its opposite as well, and so each thing is both itself and its opposite and neither of the two but something else entirely. There, the key has popped out: there are three options to contradiction, not only itself and its opposite, but neither of the two as well. Nothing and the not of what you think, what a thing seems, pervades all being. Being has options that all must include being's opposite, non-being.

Think nothing as something and then always think nothing, peace of mind...