Friday, October 23, 2020

Bad Comedy

Consciousness is like the trees are my toes, man. Look, they wiggle in the wind. And awareness is like the sky. Dig?

The material world is just a bubble floating through. Awareness be self-aware, sister!

Like a fountain where the sea is this great pool of being and rain is splash—hydrological self-awareness! They call me Ouroboros in your watery world.

Or consciousness is the glass, the mind is the lens, and self-awareness is this focusing on that informing the glass, amen.  

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