The universe is in and of this
consciousness. There’s nothing you can say or do that isn’t.
Despite appearances, the world does
not go on without you. Each view is similar in its conditioning but different
in its apprehension.
What is snow to me is not to you.
Within the deepest realm of sleep,
this universe does not exist, and on awakening its memory loads. Again, this presence walks within the past.
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