Zero distance.
Everything.
Right now.
Zero distance.
Everything.
Right now.
Thunder in the distance.
This heart.
Beating.
Time spent.
At the beach.
On long Summer days.
Never touched.
By a single wave.
Only ever touched.
By the ocean.
Every movement.
Is a movement of the ocean.
No wave out of place.
No wave lost.
No wave wrong.
For there is no wave.
Only ocean.
God.
Does some weird shit.
Thoughts often arise.
Saying there’s something wrong.
With what’s appearing.
In this moment.
And there isn’t.
Ever.
–
All appearances.
Are That.
There is nothing.
But this dance of the eternal.
All inclusive.
Infinite.
Pristine and perfect.
Exactly as it appears.
In this moment.
As this moment.
Just this.
All inclusive.
Expression of life.
All of this.
Is an expression.
Of unconditional love.
All of this.
Whatever.
Appears to be happening.
Right now.
In this moment.
Is not being done by a somebody.
And does not exist separately.
From the entirety of existence.
Whatever.