All

All:

it's all aware - and even this is somehow noted. Here's another post about consciousness, and I find myself without a lot of words to use, there's nothing really to say that I can state as true and what I'm sure of. I know simply and only that I'm aware, and that for me, nothing is found outside of this. Anything more would be surmise. 

yet still I claim it's all aware.

this isn't based on belief, and it isn't something something I hold as certain - right now I find myself aware of the world in early morning, sunlight through clouds, cicadas buzzing, and the smell of coffee urging me to pause for first sip. 

I'm aware. 

even to say this - that I'm aware, is somewhat  misleading. There's just aware, and I find myself a thought within its hold, seamless, belonging, and essential to it all. It's impersonal and intimate at once. There's no struggle to find this, it's not a state produced by meditation. It's how things are, and only words confuse the issue. It's all aware, not divided by a sense of two. Just this alone. 

if I blink from existence does this remain? 

does the world exist without me? 

everything is, 

right now.

and that's enough to know. 

it doesn't have to be more than this, no conjecture, nor anything added to make it seem complete as some system of belief. It's all momentary, aware, and then a letting go, existing just how things are right now. This all happens on it's own, every instant...

life unfolding as aware. 

~

Peace, Eric