Awakening from the waking state is like waking from the dream state turned up eleven.
It’s like inarticulate knowledge of the absolute self, or self-awareness.
For as long as there’s a mind to be embodied, self-awareness is the best embodiment to be.
Neither ordinary nor extraordinary, self-awareness is like east of nothing and west of enlightenment.
Self-awareness is neither intellectual theory nor fundamental belief, but observational being.
Picture a boat on a river at the mouth of the river in slack high tide by dead calm noontime. This is that.