This world is a paradox
A different image in and
different out of the box.
We create from memory
What we see around us
is manifestation of our
we begin to feel everything
is real; but its not.
Like the water like the sky.
and with the brings we stay
They are wrapped around with our vision & experience of past.
Like the fog and mist cover the hilltop. We hold onto things which will fall. and the more we depend on our vision. We will dissolve.
Don’t do anything my dear friend.
Just be the witness; disconnect from the whole.
You will realise you are not the body nor the soul.