
Nothing exists.
Separately.
From the actuality.
The reality.
Of this very moment.

Nothing exists.
Separately.
From the actuality.
The reality.
Of this very moment.

The entirety of presence.

All ideas.
Of becoming.
Evaporate.
And it’s just about the sound of the rain.

There are no rules.
Nothing to achieve.
Nothing to be.
Nothing not to be.

Vastness.
There is nothing else.

Life.
Is an undivided happening.
Happening by itself.

Life is omnipotence.
Life does not make mistakes.

Love excludes nothing.
What? This feeling?
Yes, that feeling.
This thought?
Yes, that thought.
What? Everything?
Yes, everything.
Love is everything.

Despite popular belief.
You do not make your life happen.
You are life happening.

Zero distance.
Everything.
Right now.