A Thoery on convergence

I'm learning that the way life works is that all of our moments are steadily converging to a single point like roads leading to a single location on a map. Honestly, every single thing that we do: our daily interactions, seemingly insignificant thoughts, good, bad; it all leads to a point of convergence. A place where everything culminates. I don't thnk this implies finality though. Its the opposite, in fact. An infinity of beginnings.

There are many roads to this point, just like with a map, and when you get close to it you know.

The act of convergence is one you can feel undeniably. Its like a drawing closer and a falling away at the same time. It can be a lot at once too. A pressure, a thickness in the environment within and around you. Shit, it will feel like you are the point where all these actions, ideas and experiences meet up to rest and to eventually rise. To receive directions to and take the next step toward a new point.

This in essence is my thoery.

WE are the point. You know how we look at a map to find a place that we'll go to find something. Well, what if no matter what physical point we reach YOU are always the point where what you seek is converging. It wouldn't keep you from seeking out new places to go but it would shift your reasoning for going there. Straight up, it may even enhance the experience.