nothing is required

nothing is required. truth like a mote of sunlight carries everything within its beam. we exist not in the dimension of the dust floating but in the transcendence of the medium of the light.it is not in the experience or the identification of that experience or its source or its lack of source that there is any shift but rather in the absolute end of any feeling or thought of what or who is having this existence. the form conscious of self exists beyond the sense of god or source or truth. it creates a bubble of existence relative to everything else. the mind and feelings position and evaluate everything and cast its identity upon everything or rather on its own reaction and experience of everything. there is nothing known but the self and self is that which has no connection to the source or the god or even the knowledge of what that is. for there to be no self, there can be no connection,. no feeling no energy of the self. you realize nothing and exist in non reactive space. where this is, is dimensionless, has no ownership or guidance. the now is the only marker and it has no set points or edges. in dimensionless existence everything flows through you, it is not subject to comparison or analysis or conjecture. it is the selfless state. nothing is predominate. there is no movement or energy, it feels empty and has no future.the vessel has ceased believing it has a separate state, a separate consciousness, it is the form without content. identity that has nothing to compare itself too, self without any other and without internal feelings. the consciousness emptied and not re identified. in this there is nothing. the idea of reward or meaning or even some thing disappears, the thought of return is lost. only a forward face emerges, nothing behind or to the sides nothing before but what is the flow of emptied forms, meaningless activated by indecipherable means to enter the realm of awareness and then depart. in that moment the sense of self is gone and the relationship with the self and with anything the self connects to is gone.there is a profound sense of loss but that too is empty as nothing remains to know what had been lost. in this stateless awareness,one can only be, senseless to the purpose or outcome, experiencing only the passage the motion, not the content. here no-self exists, and in some imponderable manner, either faithless or existentially passive, there is only the dull passage, the channel of desirelessness and unfulfillity, as echoes of what were come forward and then retreat past and only their vibrations are left. inside a stillness that is deeper than the whole of the earth fills everything. from within there is nothing to color the frameless images that emerge and vanish. finally the world has stopped just as the soul is drained of any color or energy. each step a journey each raindrop a river every breeze the tornado threatening to blow the dried remains away.  here there is only what is sensed as eternity and timelessness, as every day is a life and each night the end of the world. into this emptied vessel what manner of existence flows, what sense of unalterable truth and purity can manifest. who is it that cannot be known by the self or any remnant that would taint the essence of being? awaiting without any sense of time or place, at the intersection of all existence and the source beyond which nothing can exist, alive without living am this that becomes what cannot be held or examined, felt or understood, beyond the reckoning of all senses, he who is that without which nothing can be. imperfect devotion vanished and loves empty chant faded into sublime oneness, and into every particle this wave of being reigns unending and perfected, uplifting that which was separated into that which is no more but is only He and no longer any me to unite or know or become, only transformed perfectly into His unending immanence, transcendence and creation.