I am not NOW, NOW is I — I am not LOVE, LOVE is I — I am not GOD, GOD is I — I am not INFINITY, INFINITY is I — I am not WHAT IS, WHAT IS, is I…
For what I perceive of as I, is but an expression of consciousness ineffable, shaping the infinite foundational information that IS, all that IS, to tell it’s ever unfolding dramas, stories and tales.
So don’t take any of this too seriously, at least no more seriously than any other actor playing a part; as the role the actor acts is not real and you as well, really are not.
A reminder to the true self, to laugh at ego, always crying for to be loved, by the LOVE it IS…
“The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.” ~ Robert Louis Stevenson