The brain, the world, sense organs, light enters, light exists… Is this really what is going on?
What would the snail or the chameleon say?
What is it that we can be absolutely certain of? What is it that we can point to beyond any doubt whatsoever?
I cannot name it.
Or I could for the fun of it, call it awareness, presence, consciousness, beingness, knowingness…
Something that is not a thing.
Absolute certainty of I that is unborn, not a shifting form.
I keep looking and listening… openly.
What is it that I am completely certain of?
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