No division between anything at all

 I believe each thing is every other thing, or the same thing appearing in different ways. I think we are attached to appearances because we think things are fundamentally different, because we believe in choices and qualitative distinctions. I think if we are still here, there is nowhere to go, nothing to do, and nothing to become. This amidst the matrix of flux. To the separate self, there is qualitative distinctions and choices. This is the matrix which I speak of. I think we believe we are in control of our destinies, and responsible for the outcome of the decisions we make, yet I am not sure how real this is. What if the sea is always shifting and we are not a particular changing current in the sea, but the entire sea itself. Regardless of the change, we remain the sea and are undisturbed. Changes happen within us, but we are fundamentally unaffected. This is metaphor for what cannot be fixed to any particular words, what is apparent, yet is not defined by how we communicate it. This to me is what we find at the very bottom of the sea, a place where things are happening to no one in particular. Where perhaps nothing is happening at all. I think we discover this place by pursuing the breadcrumbs that appear when we begin to abandon clinging to how things are. It seems to me now that nothing is worth clinging to because appearances are deceiving and we cannot find lasting satisfaction in anything that we perceive with our senses. I think we find peace when we let go of striving and surrender fully to how things are. When we let go of who we are we don't need to be anyway in particular, we can just be as we are right now. Being here we can see that there is nowhere else to be and nothing else we can accomplish, that this being is the entirety of what is and what is real, and nothing else exists outside of this. What this is is how things always are right now, regardless of how we or anyone perceive them. There is no high or low path, no middle path, simply the way that is all ways that is now. Nothing is outside of it, beneath it, or above it. No one is better or worse, walking it, or not walking it. We simply walk it because we exist, everyone and everything exists, so everything is the path. Which makes the path not something exclusively special, but simply special because it is mysterious. We try to escape or define what is good or worthy, we try and carve up the world to protect and liberate ourselves. We imagine the world is divided. I do not think it is. We cling to notions of what is good and what is liberation and what is true spirituality often because we wish to avoid suffering and have a bliss that fits with our outlook. We can have a better understanding of what is real, but these divisions do not apply to this moment. We can't carve up this moment with our thoughts about things. These thoughts exist in our imaginations and do not fundamentally alter what is here. If we are not afraid of dying and not afraid of suffering and nothing is better or worse, this world is a lot less threatening. We don't feel compelled to change it so much. We can simply suffer whatever comes our way without judgment.  Clinging to life not does not guarantee life, and the life we wish to cling to isn't real. Our desire to perpetuate this life is so strong that we ignore deeper wisdom. The wisdom that shows how clinging itself keeps us blind and keeps us suffering because we are afraid to fully face the reality of our own death and whatever lies beyond. What lies beyond is what is real, what is beyond our clinging, our fear, and our beliefs conjured by this fear and clinging. When you see all of this clearly enough, you realize that this is the trap, this is the prison that we can escape from, it is not eternal life of an imaginary separate self, it is awareness of what lies beyond this narrow understanding. Enlightenment doesn't belong to individual beings, but to what lies behind individual consciousness that is truly the only consciousness that exists, the only reality. Enlightenment is seeing things as they are, it is not attaining a personal quality that makes us individually special. Enlightenment does not belong to individuals, it belongs to the universe. It is transcendent, transpersonal. Our ego jumps at this as a salty treat and we allow ourselves to be deceived by these notions because we want to get off forever. It doesn't belong to anyone and it doesn't belong to us. Enlightenment permeates, it does not isolate. I guess I am just sick of the ego, it just seems like a drunk fool that gives off a very unpleasant smell. I also wish people to see more clearly what is real, so they will be less drunk and make less of a mess in our world. There is nothing we can do to save ourselves. Jesus is right, we must give up our lives, so we can gain our lives. The key lies in discerning the difference between the ego and the soul, if the soul in this case is the absolute. The ego is deluded perception of who we are, and the soul is how things are when we free our mind from the matrix of conditioned consciousness. When you can see this clearly, it is obvious that egoic tendencies do not achieve what they intend to and that the whole egoic construct is not real in any way except as a temporary relative experience of how things are. Things I do believe, are never how the ego sees them. When we get down to the bottom of it, we see that the ego not only is not real, but was never real and never has existed. All there is is soul. If the absolute is infinite, how can anything else exist? Their is no ego, their is simply soul. The dilemma of ego and soul plays out in human consciousness, but I don't think the two are different in any way. If there is no difference in anything, then everything is the same. Striving is not striving. Things are not defined by their definitions. Their is no difference between anything. Everything is one. No high, no bottom. No middle. No beginning, no end. No today, no tomorrow. What these things point to distracts us from what is real. What they point to is real when we see through how each thing is different from every other thing. Everything is the same thing, the same being. When we don't cling, when clinging passes, we see what is real. What lies beyond all division. Not beyond as beyond but in the same space, a beyond that is the end of the way we saw things before. The way we see before dissolves as we see beyond apparent divisions. No such thing! Apparent divisions. Ridiculous. We think there is a beyond and a before. Obviously there is only a beyond. No before. Just beyond. Point point point, no pointing! No seeing. No looking. No taking. No moving, No shaking. No disturbing. No ending. No beginning. Just being. Being. Being. Being. What can I point to? I can't point to anything.