What others?
Though there is no world 'out there', just the appearance of a world full of apparent people, places and 'things'
as in a dream within this Consciousness... yet I give all people and all creatures Life.
Though I alone am conscious... I live as they live, so they live in Me... through My Grace.
I appear to be 'within' the story, but the story is really in Me.
The whole of this play, including the bits that I take to be 'my body' appears in this visual field,
which itself hangs like a perfect multi-colored jewel in this void of nothingness.
Every feeling, every odour, every flavour, every sound, every color, every idea experienced
in every possible intensity, in all possible circumstances, from every possible perspective.
I am every ordinary person, every sage, every villain and their victim, every monk,
and every teacher and seeker... all in every way: good and bad, high and low,
calm and agitated, loving and unloving.
This story is all make-believe only this I that never changes is absolutely real.
As all things appear to change in time, all apparent things are not real
and yet it is 'real' as I seemingly live each life.
I alone experience in the moment they appear.
I alone am Seer of all.


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