The house in which I nearly died.
That burning house was my ego,
My selfishness, lust, and unforgivingness,
Homelessness has given me back my freedom…
There is nothing to do. It is already here. Your well-being can only be found here. Nothing exists outside.
There is only one seamless experiencing. Only thoughts create the illusion of separation.
Things can only unfold as they are. There is no escape from the current experience and no experience outside of the current experience.
Even thoughts cannot be separated from experiencing. Even struggle. Even attention and focus. Anger. Fear. Joy. Ignorance. All is unavoidably occurring, flowing. Unending. Unyielding. Unapologetic. Undeniable.