Maybe

Maybe

The conscious being is swimming around in consciousness, unaware that consciousness is outside of their being, and is not inside of them as they have come to believe? The conscious beings though entirely separate, school together like fish, some aloof, some alone, some shimmering in swarms, but never the less they are buoyed in consciousness, and yet they are not consciousness; they are only conscious beings.

Maybe

Everything within this ocean in which we swim is also ‘of’ consciousness in it’s various forms, no matter what it may be.  From this view point everything changes and becomes more like that of a fish swimming through an ocean completely  unaware of the water surrounding it.

Maybe

Only when in deep sleep, as our skin falls away, do we become effortlessly one with consciousness, the state we call ‘unconscious’ though a better name for it could be better stated as ‘in-consciousness.’ Rather than falling asleep, we fall ‘into’ consciousness.

And maybe

If consciousness is outside of the body, then we are separated from it by nothing more than beliefs, thoughts and of course ‘realisation.’ And with this realisation comes a new perspective. A simple truth maybe that, what seekers have searched for, is not within them, it’s the realisation that it’s actually without them, as it were. 

Maybe

We are nothing more than individualised consciousness – or rather- distilled consciousness forming a nervous system and becoming self aware. Much like a mushroom spore, creating unimaginably complex skeins which can’t be seen, until breaking through the soil, it becomes a new mushroom.

One can only smile at the game being played, within us and without us.

Maybe.