14. Being alive
What’s that. It’s not me yet it’s.. Me.
Is it a feeling-
No, it cant be
My feelings are.. Not like this
It has no texture
It has no.. no substance
Yet it fills me with substance.
It’s as if it’s the me I never knew I was.
It shines like the sun into my world and lights up my own experience
Its depth is not in this world yet it is the substance of it’s own experience
It is what I feel like I am
It takes me nowhere and feels nothing yet it’s the feeling with which I feel
It is not limited to his body in which I perceive I am
It is clear
It is aware
It is alive
It is me.