It pushes to the fore. It wants to understand. It wants to know more about itself. Consciousness wants to know that it feels something. Consciousness wants to recognize itself in the mirror of the mind.
Without the mind, there is no hope of ever knowing anything. The mind is the mirror where the seer can see itself in the seen.
The seer, the act of seeing, and the seen. That seems to be the whole of existence. And yet, there is more, a bit more. And that is the conscious knowing of it all. It’s the knowing. There is no knower, and nothing known. Only knowing. In a state of suspension. A state of reality, of being, of existing, of ever-fulfilling bliss.
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