The Best of Amaliah Straight to Your Inbox

The Truman Show: A Short Letter to a Distracted Traveller

by in Lifestyle on 24th November, 2020

amaliah soul

What is happening behind the shroud of matter?

If you have watched the film The Truman Show you will have observed that all the actors in the life of Truman observed a specific unwavering routine. A certain driver in a car would pass, he would greet the same neighbours at the same time every day. Every eventuality in every day of his life would occur on time. This dance would transpire until the penny dropped in Truman’s mind that his life had been meticulously orchestrated.

It was too perfect.

Have you realised dear reader, that you are Truman and your life is not yours?

Every night through the centuries desert dwellers have seen through the light of the stars. Century after century. They have passed now, but the stars continue to loyally observe their purpose. For you; and your children; and your children’s children. Similarly, if you wake up at the crack of dawn, the chorus of the birds begin, on time- no delay. At sunset, the birds flock together and migrate only to repeat the sequence of events the following morning. They do not waver. The birds submit to and observe their purpose and they will do so to the end of time.

Do you think about creation?

The earth has remained turning for millennia day in day out, darkness to light, light to darkness and repeat. Accommodating your sleep. Accommodating your body clock. Your heart beats without fail and the body grows in stages: held upright while most of us don’t even know the names of the structures and nerves that allow for this to occur. There is power in naming. We have no power because we cannot even name the substances that comprise and sustain us. The body is not ours therefore and the heart has been preordained to pump enough blood to keep you upright. Divine precision.

Every 150 years the earth’s population is renewed like wheat in a harvest without delay or question. The planets are kept in loyal orbit and the seasons elapse month after month. Year after year. The human is suspended in the womb and birthed into the world: there is only one way in. And similarly, the human must one day leave the earth: there is only one way out. These scheduled doorways, entries and exists are a fact of your time here. Year in year out everyone of us passes through both. The seed sprouts; the plant one day wilts. Day in day out. 

The routine is concrete and unwavering. Like the routine Truman observes. Too perfect.

These are certainties that we simultaneously know and don’t know. The mind knows it but you have not thought on it via your innermost core / pure intellect (lubb). These certainties occur without disruption whether or not you realise what is happening.

Traveller, these certainties elapse in your life and you wade through existence absentmindedly immersed in one form of entertainment only to seek out and latch onto another. You are Truman and the penny has not yet dropped. And most will never hear the penny clattering to the ground. Think to yourself as Truman did “what is really happening here?” then crack the code and allow your eyes to pierce through a tapestry of shadows.

The universe exists because you do. It is there to accommodate you. It is at your service because it was created to sustain you for a brief moment of Divine observation before you are sorted and allocated to your actual life.

The Truman Show

It’s du’a and intentions that make the world go round good or bad. Life unfolds around this and creates our current social, political, economic, and spiritual reality. I’m brought back to the story of Abraham’s actions causing rain to fall. This shows our connectedness. How many of our du’as and intentions change the world in a positive or negative way structurally or at a personal level?

Understanding why things happen on the international stage beyond power struggling helps us to diagnose the root cause: us. We are to some extent wielders of each other’s and our own realities. I say to some extent because we do not comprehend or manage the logistics of this, only Allah does.

I call this managing of logistics ‘The Truman Show”:

  • Nothing belongs to you, not even your name
  • Your life is not yours
  • The people that have been placed in your life are bringing you closer to self-awareness and self-realisation if you efface the ego
  • You are dust God has willed to animate to worship Him
  • Nothing you say or do is original
  • What you lay eyes upon is a frame that was painted and decreed before your existence to bring you an understanding of something
  • Everything you hear is a soundbite to give you a greater understanding of something
  • You are utterly powerless
  • God is always trying to smother you with love if you just opened your eyes beyond circumstance
  • All your features have been planned to discern your character
  • All your experiences have been curated to form your current understanding, character and conduct
  • You truly cannot escape God. Even your body will betray you: God can cause your darkest secret to tumble out of your own mouth
  • The body is an illusion, you are nothingness, completely annihilated but flesh keeps up a pretense that you are here. You will realise this when you die.
  • Your thoughts are not yours
  • You live in an echo chamber
  • The circumstance is a mirror of the heart as is your company
  • Synchronicity is a brief moment in which you become partially aware of the Truman Show. As time elapses, most label this ‘coincidence’.
  • There is nothing and nothingness no time or space and everything has perished except for His face.

Traveller…Truman…today wake up, take action and see into the world through the eyes of your heart….

Soukeyna Osei-Bonsu

Soukeyna Osei-Bonsu

Come, come, whoever you are, wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving, it doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vow a hundred times. Come, come again, come.” I started this blog primarily to remember and praise Allah All-Mighty as well as journal my thoughts. I post poetry, recipes, beauty practises, micro fiction, inspiration, Islamic knowledge, excerpts and have a film channel where I try to articulate the reality of living between two worlds.