Robin, rain, green grass, gray sky,

I don't even think there is anything to talk about. None of this appears to be real. Any of this we can study, all of the ways it appears to be be connected seem to be beyond proofing. Like it is all speculation. Like we can't get to the bottom of things because there is no bottom. No bottom, no top, no middle, everything we are looking at cannot be pinned down. It is open and free from the mind. If we apply a lens to reality to study it, reality molds itself to that lens. We think we learn so much when we may not have learned anything at all. Can we actually break anything down into parts that we can study? Is this process an illusion? It seems we can study the universe of form endlessly, but nothing about this universe feels real. Like all of this study is studying the contents of a dream that when you wake up from you realize all your reasoning was floofy dream logic, totally nonsense. What we think we are learning doesn't pertain to what we think it does. These things we think we are learning about, aren't things of substance at all, all of this study is studying processes that aren't happening the way we imagine they are. We think they are there, I don't know if they are. I don't think they are there in the way we think they are. I don't think this there actually exists. Because, I don't think there is any there that is separate from here. There is no real distinction between anywhere or anything, so there is no real difference in form or quality or essence to make assessments about. This learning, studying, growing into something bigger seems to be removed from what is real. What is real seems to be beyond qualifications. This idea of us being something removed from other things growing separately seems to be a deluded perspective based off of ignorance of the true nature of things. The true nature is that what is is already established and beyond all conditioned, limited qualities. Conditioning and limited nature are consequences of ignorance or how things are. They are founded upon the perspective and belief that things are separate from each other, are inherently limited in construct and have an upwards spiral towards realizing a final absolute form. The truth is that the final absolute form is in actuality the composite of everything we experience as a universe full of separate forms with limited natures. There is in fact no real universe of limited separate forms, there is only the absolute form. This relative universe we call our home and ourselves is not what it appears to be. It is the absolute. This is the absolute. Nothing else can exist. There is no matrix. The matrix is the absolute. The matrix has no substance. When you examine it's core, you find that the limited, conditioned, separate quality that defines the matrix does not in actuality exist. You cannot find the core that you so fervently believe in. If there is no real essence that is limitation, weakness, conditioning, separate self consciousness, then the whole structure that is defined by these is uprooted and disproved with crystal clarity of direct perception. It really has no power, none of the power that we give it. This really undermines the integrity of the whole universe we live in. All of this collapses, all of it is based on a misconception. All of it is in fact imaginary, which is awesome. I am talking about this very tangible reality that we call Earth and being a human being. I am declaring that it is all imaginary, not even that, because that points to a place where things can be defined and delineated, I do not think such a place exists. I think reality is as it is here and now beyond comprehension, beyond our humanity, beyond what we call individual consciousness. I do not think any of these things actually exist. I don't think any thing, or things, exist. I am not saying that nothing exists. If you can see clearly enough you will see that all of this is conceptualizing something that is beyond conceptualization. Not only is it beyond, but whatever conceptualization can or does point to, does not in fact exist, because all conceptualization is a delineation and defining that is removed from what I can only say is consciousness of what is real. Conceptualization is awareness studying what is with a limited capacity that is incapable of holding the whole of reality consciously so it is forced to see reality through a limited lens through which the whole of reality is depreciated and only parts of it may be seen at once. Understanding is calculated based upon these limited perspectives, conclusions are based off of this partial data and are only estimations which we regularly take as truth. We just don't stop to fully assess the processes by which we make assessments, so we never realize how completely incapable of touching on anything real we actually always are. We don't see how removed we are from seeing things as they are. This is proof that conceptualization cannot come to any real conclusions. It creates the apparent matrix of conditioned limited forms we all believe in. That are not in fact out there or in here, because all of this dimensionality is projected from our imagination, from an apparent mind separate from Mind. It's all mental, none of it is substantial, or physical, or real. Conceptualization points to the reality of ignorance and limited consciousness, a separation between the real and the not real. There is no not real, there is only the real, and conceptualization does not point to anything real, so if we are doing it, everything that we are pointing to or imagining, does not exist. Period. All of this thinking, everything we experience as separate consciousness, is not real, is not happening. I think reality is what I can describe as being outside of this. It may appear outside or other than this in our imagination,  but this is only our imagination, and our imagination does not exist, because we as separate individuals with a separate limited human mind, do not exist, neither does anything we can perceive with human senses.  The funny thing is, that may not be funny in any way at all, is that none of what I am saying means anything at all. Nothing anyone says is more intelligent than anyone else because there are no differing degrees of intelligence. There is no tangible content, in any way we anything may be tangible, all of this talk that has an intention and points to meaning and understanding, doesn't point to anything because there is nothing in fact to point to. Nothing we can point to, because we have nothing with which to point and nothing with which to attempt or for which to communicate. We and everything we imagine is here, does not exist. I don't think any of this is real in the way we imagine it is. I don't think there is hope for anything that we love to last or have real substance. Neither is there any hope for anything evil or uncomfortable to last. I don't think any of it is real. I don't feel like touching any of it. I don't think I am, because I don't think I exist. I think our greatest mistake is assuming we can understand the whole from a limited position. If you take this literally, it is impossible. We confuse the whole for everything that is not and find ourselves where we are. When you get down to the bottom of things, you see that even very core of who we are is this confusion and understanding based off of limited perspective. What we call our very heart, is an incomplete picture, so it is in essence not who we are or what is real. We think there is a who, a personal being, behind everything, I don't think this is the case. How we imagine personal being, is personal being separate to some considerable degree from what is objective fact. We cling to personal being because we don't want to die, or really face our death, which lives with us every moment. I think we can die in this moment by dying to this illusion that we have a separate self construct, which from my perspective is equal to the immersion in this reality of ordinary forms. I don't think our heart is personal or anything that lives within conceptualization. I don't think it is anything, or anything else. You have to step clearly and cleanly out of this whole process of defining things, which is not something I think you can do. You or a you. I think any description of anything is infinitely lacking if we take it at face value. If we get caught up in the words. I think I say all of this to point to what is when we are not caught up in the words. 

If I permit myself to descend into my humanity, I think I can say that this points to several things. Or rather that it relates to one conclusion that we can draw about our experience. I think this conclusion is the greatest lesson that we can learn as individual sentient beings. This is that nothing is worth clinging to. I think this is the practical attitude to adopt when one sees that nothing here has substance. When our entire reality in which things are separate, have separate qualities and unique aspects, where we have unique qualities and aspects and orientations where these things are worth pursuing or avoiding to different degrees, is not real, then it is not wise to pursue any of these things. Pursuing these means keeping up an attitude and way of being that is based off of ignorant positions, inherently ignorant, unavoidably flawed positions. The act of pursuing things because of there illusory worth to us in comparison to other things perpetuates a consciousness immersed in ignorance. It appears that the act of letting go of this attitude through insight of what is real that is beyond this mode of being is the way to rise out of this ignorance into wisdom. Ignorant positions lead us into every kind of trouble. Wisdom helps us steer clear of trouble. So naturally as a mortal human being, it is wise to let go of this attitude of striving.