Layered To Eternity

so sometimes too it's just about an experience, a sense of self and then its absence - this in no ways measures the reality of each moment, as if one aspect shows the depth of spiritual existence and the other simply tells a mistaken point of view. I am - and this is vast, containing a sense of self along with every other detail of the world. Nothing is excluded. Honestly, beyond this moment and the claim of my existence - I have no idea of what true in any ultimate sense of the word. Truth seems to be shifting, and by this I mean fluid, not a solid one time deal known forever, but a continuous expression of one thing in various designs. It would be impossible to know myself than as just a static personal identity, or even as the void of self at all. Perhaps what comes closest is to simply say - capacity. That I am every passing experience, as well as the aware presence that holds the view, I am layered to eternity, never once fully revealed, yet always, always whole. Maybe better still is just the silence of now knowing, - and how this too holds the doubt, and promise, of every thought and word. To this point is the reach of my inquiry. 

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Peace,

Eric