Mist around the trees.

On a rainy morning.

A single bird’s.

Lonely song.

Traffic off in the distance.

A gentle hum.

Rain dripping off the roof.

Drip….drip….drip.

Cool breeze on the skin.

From the open window.

Heart pumping.

Body breathing.

Brain working.

Everything an expression of THIS.

All THIS.

Only THIS.

…….

Sit back.

Drink your tea.

And taste the infinite.

…….

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All there is, is “This”.

This “ultimate creative universal energy”.

This “infinite”.

This “everything”.

Happening right here, right now, always and everywhere.

All by itself.

Without anybody doing any of it.

And this is what you are.

What everything is.