With isness,
it’s incidental that
you are the experiencer.
Experience itself,
is an embellishment
as a wardrobe warn
by every being
as a version of self
in consciousness.
Who you are only has
isness
as ever presenting,
as uneventful.
Isness cannot be
displaced
into another point
in time
and gains nothing
from any time depictions.
Isness has no capture, no reset,
and no substitute
as if one speaks or
addresses this isness;
they are only
referring to themselves
in discovery yet
referenced
as if separate from
themselves.
Isness is your
instrument playing
as you may get a
sense for that
by a conscious means
but never the
capture.
That there is this
term called ‘isness’
does not preclude
any true identification
or declaration of
essence,
for isness leaves
language far removed
as even thought may
never catch a glimpse
and if so, only as a
hand-me-down
outside of the
scrutiny of sanity
or any common sense
usage.
Isness can never
play tag
since there is no
separateness to begin with.
Isness is never in
dialogues
or comparative truth
situations.
Isness lacks true
self as consciousness,
as we know of it,
for there is no
description of isness
that does not
include the fabric of everything as altogether
and to have a term
for everything at once
is a conundrum of
language usage unto itself.
Like say, one hand clapping is a constant
but not for the
experiencer.
Language is a
subsidy of time
that memory
retention constantly lobbies for
as our reality.
Hurt me with
details,
isness is absurd,
but laughter abounds
. . .
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