We are perfect consciousness
but, in looking for something more,
we abide in imperfect consciousness – ignorance.
Ignorant, we wander in confusion, and suffer.
The world is confusing because it is confused.
We will stay confused
as long as we compare ourselves to others.
We each have our own particular version of confusion.
Recognising this is our hidden talent!
Once we accept that we have a peculiar way about us,
then we can find our way out.
Distractions are endless,
so talking is endless.
In perfect consciousness,
there is nothing to discuss or describe:
it can only be experienced.
there’s no getting away from it.