Illusion, creating an illusion, that illusion, creating an illusion, that illusion creating an illusion… and so the wheel of samsara turns.
To be with reality, unhindered by mind. I go infinitely further when I cease defining experience through mind. Mind still is, as it always was. Im free of it, free to roam. Its still here, that is not a problem. Holding no conflict in me. No opposing objects. All is embraced without creating a conflict in me. Black is white. Emptiness is form. No conflict in that. All is one. No conflicting things in that oneness, just one. Believe in the conflict and illusion churns its wheels yet again.
Source, where all is emanating from, is evenly distributed throughout all of existence. As all things emanates from Source they are Source. Source is in all, there is no single point in existence it springs forth from. Yet there is a Single Source, encompassing all, prior to, and pervading all of existence. The source of paradox.
Trusting so deep that ego identity evaporates and my true identity is revealed. The two are not two. Its a fact.