I Can Only Touch You When I Am Fully Me —
I’ve never Suffered, neither in the past nor in the present and can never in the future!
There is nothing more I’d love to be than in your ever radiating, problem-less, cage-less, and LIBERATING presence.
Yet, I choose to be something else, forgetting me and KNOWING myself as what I could never be! I choose to overlook my eternal being from time to time.
All was a path, a penultimate to the final purgation.
I know the time has come for me to be HOME, a sacred time to Self-Realize.
All I could know is never apart from me.
And this way I could add nothing more to an already full chalice.
For to add would be to overpour in my already full fullness and concomitantly overlook the spilling of illusions.
The slippery illusions I’ve ENTERTAINED myself.
So let me ask for forgiveness, and apologise for enjoying the idea of suffering.
Let me not be forsaken anymore.
Let me enable mercy, I am the authority to forgive myself and I am the receiver of forgiveness.
In both the roles, ‘I am.’
I might at times fill my folded loin cloth with illusory notions of me, a stand-alone miserably separate entity.
‘Me’ journey’s toward the ‘I am.’
A separate self is but a nescient derivative standing at a distance.
And in all this drama, I’d lose knowing myself while being very much always eternally present.
I carry tasks but I do not mix them with the notions of FEAR anymore.
This play of separation, all was done, for a much-needed maturity and ripening and just as how a root digs its veins deeper in the fertile ground as gusts of wind allude to its uprooting, roots have now, somehow, inadvertently become deeper and firmer.
Now, I’ve become established; deeper, and clean to recognise something I could never go away from.
I always have been nothing but an eternal figment, an untouched and unaffected non-witnessing ‘I am.’
I am that never ceased to be!