Hm... Given how different each new day is at this point, and how unnatural and forced writing generally feels now a days, perhaps I'll try to make use of this place to just have an incentive to just sum up the state of each day a bit. Writing, pretending it's for someone who gives a ****, could maybe make me produce something of value, for myself, indirectly, so to speak. I don't know. Maybe it's just for this one time.
Anyway. So today has been a cool day. What fell into place today actually started yesterday I think, with hanging out with a friend who I found myself completely overwhelmed with love for, when I saw directly, clearly, completely "normally" that both of us were "the exact same indistinguishable experience". I felt it. It was pretty neat.
So, towards the evening today that "love" and "the exact same experience" **** felt like it fell into place more fully. The best way I can describe it is that I, for instance, look at my hand and then at the room surrounding it, and now knowing as a complete "normal" thing that this present "field" within which both my hand and the surrounding room resides, is of the nature of direct experiencing/awareness/knowing rather than physical objective ****, it's like "I/Kris" more fully fell "into" this field. It's the transition I was describing in the first post where it's like I now see present reality as a fleeting dream/experience wherein nothing exists in itself, rather as some objective universe, that is falling more into place. Like, it seems there was some subtle part of "I/Kris" that still had an imaginary objective foot "outside" the present field of experience, but now today, I/me more fully fell "into" it, is how it felt. It's a bit strange. For instance it occurred to me that "looking" - like the feeling of eyemovement along with shifting colors is happening INSIDE OF "seeing". Seems like these small things are deconstructing the perceiver bit by bit. The sense of witnessing is very strange. Very vague. I'm not in non-dual, but the witness simultaneously feels completely hollow, or something. And there's also a growing experience of Kris being completely automagical - more just like a character in himself - a supporting character in the show - rather than the perceiver/subject/protagonist of it. Like I'm just some random guy walking around being spontaneously Krissy for no good reason, and without anyone present to give a **** in this field/room of experiencing. Like, who the **** is controlling Kris? How do I make him do stuff? Did he just fart BY HIMSELF? Wtf!? Something like that...
There's also been this sense of contentment. Or unconcernedness during basically the whole day. Or, like, a new level of it. I suppose it has to do with self-interest getting weaker and weaker as I'm dissolving, or whatever you wanna call it. Yeah, it's definitely like that. Like, now, as Kris becomes an "extra" on the set, instead of being the mighty hero, it's just like; moment to moment. No big thing to live up to anymore. No one gives a ****. I don't know. Hard to put into words. It's not that I think about it like this. It's just the felt absence that is made visible through this relative picture.
It's seem the overall thing now is a transitioning into a reality of pure experiencing where Kris becomes a completely automagical and random dude inside of it. Awareness is real, and what's going on inside of it is just ****ing weird. Dudes running around inside of the space of experiencing as if it was all for real. It's strange how absolutely obvious it is now, and how absolutely not-obvious it was just a couple of weeks ago. It's so non-mystical, and yet it's the most spaced out thing ever. But anyway, it's clicked now and now the process of re-writing my direct interpretation/filtering of reality is unfolding very quickly it seems. It's like I got all whole bunch of context for this on queue since way back, and now it's just falling into place seamlessly and effortlessly as this direct seeing of reality as pure awareness has been established.