When there’s intimacy with the Real
the illusion is no longer a problem.
You notice, appreciate, and marvel at the way worlding arises;
the way energies appear as feelings, thoughts, forms, plays of consciousness;
and the way it all melts back into the Real.
The illusion isn’t a problem, it’s a gobsmacker.
The pinnacle of exquisite creativity.
You are on your knees in awe,
and crisp, crackling JOY
is bursting the seams of your bodysuit.