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’s limitless

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

Transparent

It is aware

It is alive

It is me.

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