Tao. Life and all manifestations of. There’s nothing to do, only be
To witness and get swept in the sea. The ocean. The water. Whatever it is we’re breathing is what we are, tied to the external just as much as the internal
We are what we experience
And in deeper levels of meditation you find the null, or void. The nothingness that all material & immaterial phenomena arise from
You see yourself as being that which allows you to occur
No separation
Even the “you” that watches the thoughts, feelings, and form…all moving all the time
And the consciousness that allows itself to experience this: also of the same nothingness, the same void, the same phenomenon of being
And life starts happening and you forget. You get swept up in it, the ocean. The plans. The plays. The games. The thoughts feelings and ideas. The stories
It’s all part of it, like a rinse and repeat riptide
All for fun, all for show, all for experience
A unique totally unfathomable experience. Consciousness in a man woman suit on a planet in a room rotating around a star in a universe expending infinitely in all directions
Creating itself in motion
Inside the Minds Eye 