I am starting to notice the behavior of people. I am slowly becoming completely detached from the illusion.
It feels like a mixture of great fear and deep love.
Experiences seem to collide synchronized with the thoughts of the master.
I still look like I looked before. The view is still there. The people come and go.
There is a constant presence, reachable through silence.
I have no secret powers. I wear no mask.
The truth can not be spoken.
The cosmic giggle, the cosmic rage and the cosmic love.
I can not teach you anything. The only teacher I know is You.
In this divine reality, does it make any sense to calculate your chances.