A seeming arising
Like sunshine
Thought arises
Like breath
Mentation seemingly appears
Like mist
A seeming arising
The stirring of separation
I am an object
A mind impression arising
In so called
time and space
Thought impression
And so-called feeling
That echoes a personal self
Echoes
And echoes
Until I-I
The unmoved Self
The revelation of silent stillness
Seamless awareness
Formless
Seemingly appearing
As all dreams
Remaining unmoved
Unstirred
Resting as itself
Beyond any coming and going
Sat-Chit-Ananda
Thus it is
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