and a new and deeper journey begins, a quest beyond promising statements, a drifting in a map-less ocean where even questions dissolve like salt in the water;
rather than a journey, a fall;
rather than a fall, a timeless event;
rather than an event, a wordless-ness...
That uncharted side of the looking glass sends no reflection of the witness, therefore the world is seen not as a reflection, and without the onlooker's I in it; the I doesn't occupy space and the world is experienced without the boundaries of I; the witness dissolves, only witnessing flows;
AM I? yields to IS THERE?;
IS THERE? yields to IS?;
and as IS? yields...