Possible Existenz is always a surprise because there is no reprising it as objective experience.
Unrepeatable and unutterable, Existenz is as nothing to the enterprises of the everyday which comprise the inauthentic tales of being “me”. Such narratives are misprisions of self-realization.
Yet Existenz apprises the background against which every figure of hope stands out…
Where everything falls away as nothing, when all actualities collapse into the untimely tides of possibility, there is Freedom: the prize intimated in every cipher of Transcendence.
Thanks. I appreciate your piece on meditation. I just reblogged it. Namaste _/|\_