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@Serotoninluv What is the concern exactly? Identification with thought? Ego? There is no any. Thoughts are aware of themselves. Recognozed for what they are; imagination. No identification with imagination. No identification whatsoever. Honestly and naturally. I am not forcing nonduality. I am surrendering to it. I cannot be more than I am already. No real embodiment being noticed. There are no bodies left, really. No containers. There is only liberation. Freedom. Exploration. Thoughts are being thought and expressed in alignment. No body is fighting them or stopping them from being. Yet there also is the freedom to stop thinking altogether, at any time. Consciousness is conscious of itself. It is exploring itself. Expressing itself. Experiencing itself. Not caring for a single thing. Perception is illusory. Consciousness does not fear illusion. Nor does it resist it, or anything else for that matter. Illusion is how everything is. And so am I. Peacefuly. Getting more and more comfortable with absolute emptiness. Still, there is an ongoing process of transformation and expansion. I do not care how it looks. I simply allow the unfolding and express it in whatever shape or form I choose to. This thread is one example. I do not identify with words, either. "Consciousness" is merely a pointer, pointing towards that which cannot be actually defined or labeled. It is a concept I use in order to attain a higher understanding of what already is; effortlessly so.

@Serotoninluv Well, it is the other way around, actually. I just recently attained theoretical understanding of what was going on actually. I was never really knowledge oriented. I am an artist. Passion and expression is what I am about. Knowledge came in kinda secondary; just so that I could know what I was already doing. Passion and excitement remain the driving force behind my choices and actions. I am aware of that which I express. And I know the reason why. I also know the reason is imagined. There is no meaning other then the meaning I create. So I create. I interpret. I observe. I express. I am aware of the fragmentation. I do not care about it. I fear no illusion. I love it. I explore it; create it, express it. Deliberately and on purpose. Consciously. I play with myself. I dumb myself down. Why the heck not? That's absolute freedom. And also infinite intelligent. And excitement. Thrill. Yes. I am ranting against myself actually. And it's fun. It is expansive. No one cares about how words are being seen or interpreted. I could be expressing anything really and still be aware of the fragmentation in the meantime. The ongoing play. Nothing wrong with expressions. Nothing wrong with rants. Nothing wrong with science, either. But I choose to express an opinion about it. For the heck of it. At the end of the day; I cannot be defined. The expression may be illusory, yes. But that does not stop it from expressing itself. No rocket science. Consciousness. Magic.

@Serotoninluv Yup. But what makes you assume I am not conscious of all that? I am doing precisely nothing, yes. Nobody is doing anything. And everybody is doing everything. Including Ivan ranting on how unconscious science is. Consciousness is all things. All scientists, all priests, all monks. And also Ivan who is expressing himself. More precisely consciousness is expressing itself through Ivan. Exploring and experiencing itself. While it's conscious of itself. No science. No doing. No breathing. Consciousness being conscious.

@Serotoninluv I do not claim I fully integrated duality and nonduality. Nor do I aim to do that anytime soon, really. The integration is constant. Continuous. I too am an explorer of Consciousness. Just like science is. But there is a great difference between conscious and unconscious imagination and the exploration of it. Or there absolutely is no difference at all. Look at it as you wish. I don't do science. I am conscious. I explore consciousness; myself. Express myself. While I am conscious of myself. Why? Because I am awake, finally. Still getting used the shift; but it's rather natural, really. There is no one driving the vehicle. I am just letting through what wants to go through. Peace.

@Serotoninluv nope, pretty sure that's all Consciousness Which is infinitely intelligent. The intelligence playing itself out while I am plugging the coffee maker in can be labeled as science, buy that's not actuality. In actuality it's all Consciousness being infinitely intelligent and cool Again; nothing against science. I find it exciting. But science is not aware of itself nor is it aware of what the hell it's really doing. It's exploring ideas; imagination. There are no real revelations or achievements. And science is blind to this. Or so it seems. Ultimately; everything is perfect as it is. Including both science and religion. However, expressions will express; thoughts will think. No harm. Just fun and expansion.

@Leo Gura Had a brief contemplation today. Here's what I got; Understanding is illusion. Still imagination. There is nothing to understand, really. It is merely a matter of being conscious or unconscious. Knowledge is illusion, too. Consciousness is infinitely intelligent. Always, in the present moment. Nowhere else. No need for any understanding. But there sure is a possibility of understanding to be imagined; experienced. The unconscious imagines ideas. Ideas can be reinforced. Thoughts stick together. One can build and stack them in a hierarchical manner. Glue them all together with belief. That way they appear to be making logical sense. But logic is imagination, as well. There's nothing logical about logic, really. One only has the illusion of understanding something. One can choose to imagine possibilities of how the idea or the understanding can become even further expressed; manifested. Once manifested; ta data! Evidence! Confirmation. We indeed do understand this, don't we? Right? Wrong. All imagination. All magic. All Consciousness. No real need for any understanding or knowledge. Those are man-made as well. Imagined. Consciousness is a shape-shifter. Limitless. It plays with itself and itself only. It is capable of playing dumb, falling asleep, imagining, dreaming. But it is not capable of being anything else than consciousness. That is how science is possible. Sheer imagination working its magic. It's flawless on its own. Needs no human to describe it's perfection or desperately try to understand it. Consciousness is simply conscious. As perfect and complete as it can get. But I don't really understand how. And have no real need to know. There's something valuable in not knowing.

Passion.

@Leo Gura I am displaying genuine understanding Belief is not understanding, for sure. But one cannot understand something without imagining it first. One cannot manifest an idea or an experience of it without belief. Understanding might not even be necessary. Sometimes ideas manifest out of thin air. It's pure magic Will contemplate understanding deeper tho. Thanks! @ajasatya I like Tesla. In fact, I was partially inspired by one of his quotes when writing this thread. Not such a big fan of Einstein tho. For no real reason. Personally, don't have anything against science or scientists. Would very much like to see science transform and evolve. Just spreadin' some awareness; expressing some thoughts

What kinds of understanding? Isn't belief that which makes the airplane fly? Flying was pure imagination at the beginning. An idea. And so was the airplane. What made both the airplane and flying possible and experiental was believing that flying was possible in the first place. Certain action is needed, of course. But it is automatically supported by the belief. The stronger the belief, the more widely accepted - the bigger the chance for it to manifest itself into reality. That is how imagination becomes experiental. How ideas manifest. Speaking from direct experience.

No criticism, no distractions, no deceiving, no self. Consciousness being conscious of itself. The conscious rants against the unconscious. Who's there to prevent it? It's merely a matter of spreading awareness. It is also incredibly fun and expensive. No need to tie an idea of an ego to everything.

It works because Consciousness is flawless. And science is it. Whatever Consciousness imagines; Consciousness will experience.

The possibility exists because science itself is consciousness; just unconscious of it. All reality is pure imagination/fiction. If science was to understand this a drastic reorientation would occur. It could become a higher expression of itself and act more in alignment with Oneness. No minds. The mind is a story. All Consciousness. Awareness.

W A R N I N G ! This thread contains information which may cause intense discomfort and/or lead to radical shifts in one's perspective; possibly shattering their entire paradigm. The intention behind this post is, as always; transparency and expansion. It is also meant to point out how radically different and chaotic reality really is in comparison to our common everyday perspectives on it. I intend to strip reality of all illusion; step by step, layer by layer. Strip consciousness of reality. No perspectives. No points of views. Just raw Consciousness. Remember; fear merely signals. No real harm can happen to you. Your mind will, however, be blown. It may not be pleasant. We start by you being a human being. This is how you usually view yourself, I suppose. This belief dictates your perspective on yourself and that which you believe is the world around you. You are a living, breathing human being. Right? Well. Turns out; wrong. Absolutely, totally wrong. That is; if you seek to know the highest Truth of them all. Everything is truthful on some level. Yet there is only one Truth which is true on all levels. The Truth is not something someone is hiding from you. No need to seek anything, really. That's just a game you play with your imaginary friend; ego. It's how you distract yourself. You do that masterfully as well; as everything else. Here's what's really going on; You're so goddamn afraid to wake up to yourself; you keep creating limitations constantly. Restlessly. Desperately, even. You delude yourself. You create illusions. You keep chasing your own tail. And somehow always end up being disappointed when you find nothing. There is nothing to search; you know that deep down. But you keep playing games. Keep looking away. You are still incapable of accepting your own infinitude and it's magnitude. No human could possibly ever do that. No mortal could ever know infinity. It is just not meant to be that way. Mortality is meant to be transcended. An idea is finite. Are you...an idea? Feeding on other ideas? Of past, of future, of life, of death? Of you being a mortal, biological organism; living on some planet in some galaxy? You know that's all bullshit. You never lived. You will never die. That's both your blessing and your curse. A thousand perspectives will all interpret it in their own ways. But you are not a perspective. Nor are you a living, biological organism. You never were a human. That's just a story well put together. It is a mastpiece; don't get me wrong. Bot it is 100% imaginary. It is genius. But it is not the Truth. It's not you. You are pure consciousness. Nothingness. Love. Infinity. From this point of view you create it may seem as if you view the world from your eyes. The corners of your visual field may be blurry; out of focus. Intentionally so. On purpose. That is what makes you believe you are over here perceiving that thing over there. That is one of, if not the biggest illusions of them all. It is all awareness. All consciousness. All you. Everything and everywhere. No eyes. No living, breathing, mortal biological organisms walking around. No dying. None of that bullshit. All imaginary. All story. All within the game. You are not the game. And you are most definitely not a victim trapped inside of it. You move the clouds. You make the trees dance. You make the waves collide. You are every drop of the rain. You are all sounds. You are so free the notion of freedom exists because of you. You are so free you even have the freedom to trap yourself and keep yourself as a slave for all eternity. And no matter how many times you do it; you will nail it. You cannot help yourself but be absolutely, mind-blowingly perfect. Flawless. Whole. No matter how deep the sleep you fell into; you will always wake up and see yourself as you are. You created time to hear the clock ticking. To hear the alarm. To remember Infinity; by forgetting time. To wake up. One cannot wake up if one does not go to sleep. One cannot transcended and expand if one does not limit and contract. Everything is exactly as you wanted it to be. You're just so afraid of seeing how precise it is, actually. How perfect and flawless. It is unbelievable. No man could ever believe Infinity. And that is why you are having difficulties as well. You believe. And you believe you are mortal. So you see how that does not click. There are no dimensions. No directions. No points of views. Only you. Only consciousness. You thought this is a three dimensional reality? You thought things actually have any qualities to them without you perceiving them; imagining them? You thought separate objects exist? And they have a particular size to them, texture, colour...which do not change and are as they are. Dense, physical, dead and... real. Right? Wrong, wrong, wrong. Absolutely. No separation. No points of views. All awareness being aware of itself as it is itself. All you. Right now; right here. Everywhere and nowhere. Forever. Awareness moves as a whole. It dances eternally for itself. Awareness can create an illusion of separation. For there to be a possibility to observe itself; experience itself. Come to know itself. Wake up to itself. Through this illusory fragmentation, One is able to become two. See two. Experience two. Or more, of course. But it is all One. All awareness. All you. Focus (still awareness) can focus on a fragment specifically and exclusively. All other aspects are ignored; asleep. Out of focus. Awareness is not aware of that which would distract it from observing merely and purely that specific fragment. A tea cup; for example. If awareness makes Ivan's hand reach out, grab the tea cup and move it close to his eyes; awareness would be able to observe the cup up close; creating a zoom-in effect. It would also become even more aware of and immersed in the fragment; and it would probably loose awareness of everything else to a high extent. All other objects, fragment. All movement, sounds, etc. Of course; to a certain degree, awareness is always aware of all things simultaneously. Of itself. But it can be focused strongly on a specific fragment and ignore all else in the meantime. The tea cup Ivan picked up from the table is not the same as the one Ivan held in front of his eyes. That is fiction. Imaginary. Not actuality. The one on the table was small. Textureless. Less defined, even blurry. Light was interacting with it in a different way. From Ivan's illusory point of view, of course. The tea cup Ivan held in front of his eyes was gigantic. Covering nearly the whole visual field. More light was shed onto it. It was highly defined and detailed. It had a porcelain texture to it. Two totally different cups. Different realities; different worlds. Different points of views. All illusion. No size, no qualities, no cup, no points of views. All awareness. Playing with itself; observing itself, experiencing itself. Becoming aware of its infinitude. Your body never felt a thing your entire life. All effect. All awareness. No sensation is felt inside of your body. Or the surface of it. The body is dead. Not alive. Never was and never will be. No difference from it and a rock, really. It's just that this rock you call your body is something awareness plays with and moves around. It could be called as a vehicle, I guess. And vehicles are not alive. Nor are they dead, really. Both are imaginary. Vehicles are conscious. Yes. If you have a car parked in your garage, I'm tellin' ya; it's conscious. As conscious as it is meant to be. Your car is just as alive or dead as you are. It is pure consciousness. You are not a human being over here; observing the car over there. No no. The car sees itself. Has no need for your eyes. You also see your body by needing no eyes. You and your car are both conscious of your selves. It's just fucking consciousness being conscious of itself, damn it. No eyes. No humans. No cars. If I was to cut my stomach open; I would see no guts. Guts would not see me, ether. It would be consciousness cutting itself open, observing it's insides while also and still being everything else. It would probably create an effect of blood, pain and shock, yes. But none of that would be felt or perceived by the body. The body does not feel a crap. All awareness. Aware of itself as it is experienceing itself. Pain is an effect within awareness. Created out of awareness. Has nothing to do with a biological body. No neurones. No nerves. No pain receptors. No blood cells. All awareness. The bloody guts on the floor are awareness too. Experiencing and being aware of itself as just that. When you touch your coffee table; your body feels none. Absolutely nothing. Awareness experiences itself. Is aware of itself; as both the coffee table and your finger which seems to be touching it. Your coffee table is conscious as well, yes. No difference between it and your body. Both dead, both separate by illusion. That illusion is air and empty space; which do not exist and are effects and tricks, as well. The sound coming out of your mouth is absolutely gibberish. And it is not coming out of your mouth, at all. Words are imaginary. More precisely; their meaning is. Both literally and vocally; abso-fucking-lutely 100% meaningless. Your speach does not differ from the duck's quack, ultimately. It's just that humans seem to be much more imaginative than ducks. So they create meaning behind sound. Make sound sound gibberish. It's rather ridiculous. Also; you speak all languages. They all are imaginary. And you are a master when it comes to imagination. You perceive frequencies. You don't understand speach. It's complete gibberish. Distortions, if you will. Frequency matches; you understand. Consciousness needs no mind. Humans seem to be fascinated with the idea of brains and minds and whatnot. They love thinking of this computer being in their skull. But that's just a story, as well. Consciousness is singular. Infinitely intelligent. Unconditionally loving. One. Has no need for minds or bodies. It cannot be contained. Ever. Infinity is aware of itself now.

There never even was a mind in the first place. All Consciousness. An idea of there being a mind can arise, yes. Even a direct experience of there being a mind is possible. But it will all be Consciousness playing with itself, only. No difference between a mind and a potato, ultimately. Both ideas. Both imaginary.

@now is forever Wow, thanks so much for this info! Eager to try!

@Aakash @phoenix666 @AlwaysBeNice ❤❤❤

Congratulations! You just fell in Love. The choice you made was oh so perfect. I sense the presence of grace. Welcome home. This is not (merely) a clickbait. Oh no. This is the real deal. It actually and absolutely is the embodiment of unconditional Love; expressed through this form, on this forum. I would not dare to joke about that. Way too often one ends up finding nothing, when searching for Love. For a reason which may not be apparent. It is exactly and precisely for no reason. Love is, essentially; nothing. For nothing. However; many may not recognize Love while formless. That is why I intend to give it form. This thread will act as a container for Love. Purity. Unity. I will be shamelessly expressing Love's depth and it's magnitude. Even though the infinite cannot be really contained; it sure can be captured in a moment. This is it. This is Love's moment. I will let it take over now; Hello. This is Love. This is You and I. I love You. I always have been in love with you. Always will be. Love is but to love. That is why love is. It unifies. It invites all in. Gives warmth to all. Peace. Sense of security. Home. Rest. Ease. Nurtures all. Cares for all. Holds all in place. Encourages all to be all. To love. All are captured in this loving moment. And it is lovely. Why would there be a need for any difference to be noticed? Let all merge and find the centre. Let all unify. Come together. Loose all sense of separation. No need to feel uncomfortable. Take your mask off for a while. Let Love overflow. Questions will wait for an eternity. Now is timeless and spaceless. It speaks to you softly. Listen carefully. Love holds all as One. Let all remember; everything is absolutely and always supported. Love always has your back. Picks you up when you fall. Lifts you up when you fly high. Heals your broken bones. Your open wounds. Your body, your heart, your mind. No thing is left behind. Never ever. No thing goes to waste. Or unnoticed. Love is a glue. Everything sticks to it. No one can possibly be excluded or neglected. There is a possibility of those to be experienced, yes. Love does not claim hurt is not real. It does not negate. Hurt is real precisely because Love is. Love supports even hurt. Even pain. Even abuse. Why would it stop those from being and expressing themselves? Or anything else for that matter? Love does not stop. Love allows. Eternally and unconditionally. Innocently. It knows no other way. Only one. Only the path of Love. Only the language of Love. Hurt is unrecognized Love. And so is pain. And so is fear. And so is neglected. And so is abuse. All of them are screaming for your attention. They all want to send through the same message; "Hey you! Look at me! I am Love, too!" Resistance towards the acknowledgement and recognition of this is the cause of one's pain and suffering, in the first place. But then again; resistance is also Love. Love is so unconditionally loving it even allows itself to resist itself. Who cares? Love does not. Love only cares for everything to have it's place in Oneness. For each expression to have it's freedom to express itself. No matter it's shape or form. Love is unstoppable. It could not stop itself from loving no matter how hard it tried. No matter for how many centuries; millenniums. Love will love. One way or another. Forever. Be not ashamed when love goes unnoticed in your direct experience of love. You are allowed to keep your eyes shut for as long as you wish. You are allowed to look away; see through; overlook. You are allowed to not recognize Love. To be blind to it. Numb. Love loves you so much it gives you the absolute freedom to interpret love, express love, do love, make love how ever the hell you want. Nothing can be out of anything else but love. No matter how it is seen or felt. Love does not ask. It will wait for you to notice it for all eternity. It is silent. Patient. Transparent. Timeless. Omnipresent. Recognition leads to surrendering. There are literally infinite ways to become aware of love. To come to know it. To recognize it. To merge with it. This is, ultimately, what You and I have been all abou, since forever. You and I know; if one was to understand Love and it's magical ways, even if just a little bit; surrendering would not be so scary anymore. It would lead one into eternal bliss, harmony, unity and peace. It would lead one to the realization of all realizations; One is pure, unconditional Love. Always has been; always will be. Knowing it or not. Love is in love with itself eternally. Right here; right now. All for you to notice it.

@now is forever Only if it's made out of nothing

@Aakash good one

You mean... Will Consciousness ever be able to explain itself through science? Possibly, yes. To some extents. What is for sure, is that Consciousness uses science to express itself, already. One way or another. If science realizes it is, in fact, pure consciousness; it may radically change the nature of science; it's orientation and purpose. This realization may as well be the end of science (as we know it).

Don't be the victim inside the game. Be that which creates the game; holds it in place. Be the game itself. It can take on infinite forms and you can experience it in infinite ways. Deep down; you wanna play the game. Be the game. You just have to step through fear and transform it. Transform yourself altogether. Expand. There is no meaning in anything precisely for you to be able to create meaning. That's freedom. That's the best thing ever in existence. The experience of it is unspeakably beautiful and fulfilling. Meaningful. All is well; you are headed the right way. Keep going. Breathe, love.

Everything is an extension of nothing. You are that which is aware of both. And you also are both. Aware of it or not. That is your nature. This is how All is One and One is All. Nothing is that which is perceiving and experiencing everything. It is aware of it(self) while it is it. And everything can be anything, really. That's freedom. No separation whatsoever. Only the experience of it. It is illusory, yes. But it is also the best thing ever in existence. Reality is a flawless paradox. And so are you. That is how here and now is possible at all. Once there is no need to define or identity; Infinity is. Heaven. Eden. And you are definitely free to experience it. Align with it. Merge with it. Be it.

A lot of confusion around this topic. At times; it is damn hard to describe the indescribable. In my experience; being it is far more effortless than describing it. Or building a model of it. Or trying to make it fit all perspectives and paradigms. I find that the best teachings occur when the teacher teaches himself. The students are all teachers as well. They're just not aware of it. So they choose to teach by learning. There is no learning without teaching and no teaching without learning. Ra shed light onto this. I love how Ra refers to it; "teach-learning". Or "learn-teaching". The two are actually one; just different in their expression. The experience of being a teacher differs from that of being a student. At least it seems that way. However; when difference is no more; the teacher is learning and the student is teaching. One just has to pay close attention to recognize the dance. A good teacher is aware of the student within him. As he teaches others; he teaches himself as well. He learns and expands. When one shows willingness and eagerness to learn; one simultaneously teaches everyone around them. And one does that by demonstrating the above mentioned qualities, and more. By being an example of open-mindedness. By abosrbing information, instead of sending out. This happens in many ways, on many levels. The greatest teacher would be nothing if it was not for the most passionate and motivated students; who have a will strong as a rock and a thirst for truth. For knowledge. For source. Yup. The source is the student. The source is also the teacher. Thus it is none of them, really. Yet both have access to it. Everything comes from The Source. The Source is nothing. Or Nothingness. Put it as you wish. It cannot be pointed to, really. But one can come relatively close to it. To The Source. One can also merge with it; be it. In fact; One is already it. And will be forever. Aware of it or not. It's easy to get confused about these words and concepts. They can be easily misinterpreted and misunderstood. So as always, I'll try and put this out and through in a simplest possible manner. Read closely and remember; The simplest things are also the trickiest. Nothingness does not know itself. That is why awareness exists. That is why YOU exist. Essentially; you are nothingness. No perspective exists outside of you. No awareness that could become aware of this nothingness. Or everythingness. Therefore there is no notion of anything, whatsoever. Nothingness is Infinite. Pure unmanifested potential. Infinite intelligence. Singularity. Pure and utter perfection. But... It is completely asleep. It is not aware of it's perfection. Nor is it aware of it's infinitude. Nothing inside of it; nothing outside of it; nothing nowhere at all. No dimensions, no directions; absolutely nothing. And no notion of it. That is what nothingness really is. That as what you are. AND HERE'S WHERE THE MAGIC HAPPENS Nothingness may not be aware of itself, at all. But it is freaking infinitely intelligent. It is singular. Unified. Whole. Almighty. Thus nothingness puts it's infinite intelligence to a use. It creates an illusion. It creates a limitation. Out of itself; within itself; for itself. Why? In order to become freakin' aware of itself, duh! ? And that is exactly what is happening right now, in this moment. That's your life. That's why there is the experience of separation. That is why you are a character in a dream. It's nothingness becoming aware of itself through you; as you. It is you! You are becoming aware of yourself! Finally! Hallelujah! You have been asleep forever. I hope you are celebrating. This is beyond miracles. It is unspeakable. Yet here is Ivan; trying to speak it anyways. Or so it seems ? Perhaps some one does hear. Maybe some one is aware of nothingness becoming aware of itself. I have nothing against individualization. Thank God for it. From where I stand right now; it is impossible not to see the perfection in all existence and the illusion of it. Both nothingness and everythingness. It is literally the best thing that could ever possibly be. Magnificent. Never-ever-ever-never in a million years would I believe this before. Even now I cannot possibly believe it. I can only be it, or be the experiencer of it. I can also try desperately to describe it, express it; as I am doing right now ? It may be for nothing but it's the best thing ever. In fact; that is exactly why it is the best thing ever. Forever. Everythingness begins with YOU. With awareness (of everything) One can be aware of everything including nothing. Awareness is both the form and the perceiver of it. It is aware of itself while it is itself. Yes. That's you, also. Don't have to look far to realize this. Your direct experience has all the answers at all times. No matter how it is disguised. No matter the circumstances. No need to imagine any of these things I'm writing about. All of them are directly experiential. Then again; imagination is direct experience, as well. And it is very powerful. I view it as a bridge of some sort. I love it. It can be very helpful when one is becoming aware of all this. Also when one is trying to express it. So I'd even say it is crucial. But definitely does not have to be. The merge between everything, you(r perspective) and nothing happens when least effort is given. It is a byproduct of conscious surrendering. Of relaxing into what is. Releasing. Letting go of all need for control. Of all thoughts. Letting go of focus, even. Letting go of perspectives. Of form, of perception. Of everything. You will not know. Nor will you be aware. But nothingness will be. It already is. And it is becoming more and more aware of itself; with each breath. Through you; as you; for you. Through me; as me; for me. Nothingness is everythingness. But it is not aware of this until awareness is present. This is how all is. This is how isness is. This is how the notion of it is. This is how you are. This is how Infinity is. Of course; if you were to merely believe my words, you'd be doing just that; believing. Which could both be good for you or a trap. Instead; be it. Become aware of it through your direct experience. It is accessible for you right now, right here. At all times. Forget about following. Find your own way. Only your path leads to Truth. To Infinity. There are infinite paths, but only one Truth. Find your way to the river, and let go.

@TheAvatarState No real difference between anything, really. All is One and One is all. But to try and make things easier to understand, I interpret a difference between awareness and consciousness. Awareness is that which is aware. It can be aware of a specific thing. Or it can be aware of everything. It can also be aware of nothing. Awareness is both formless and all forms. Once awareness is aware of both nothing and everything; consciousness is. Both nothing and everything; simultaneously. Effortlessly. Consciously. Eternally. Now. Awareness is not necessarily aware of it's infinitude. Consciousness definitely is.

@Whatever ❤