a seer, of sorts - as only scenery remains, and the
notion of the one who watches gently
lingers through the
mind
~
it's not like I vanish, no memories cherished, or lose the sense of time - no, seeing is simply the absence of a dividing notion that there is a self separate from what's seen. Even my thoughts of being other than the scene exist wholly in a frame-less view of one. Yes, I am a seer (and so are you) - and all I see is undivided from the eyes.
Peace,
Eric
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