(((meaning?)))

“i have nothing to say.” “then what’s to be said?” “unknown, but let’s say it’s just for fun.” “okay.”
nothing to say… technically true when consider-ing the ((at least)) somewhat illusory or at least elusive nature of any consistent ego/personality, as in there’s ultimately no consistent “i” saying anything, and yet there is no one else here to be saying or not saying anything…
there is ((some sort of)) presence with the flowing of these thoughts…
and then what do all those words even mean? could should each word’s meaning ((extrapolated was a word i was searching for earlier)) be explained for this specific context? and what would be the point/meaning of then more words? would there ever be an end to the potential expansion of the understanding of meaning? will everything be known when all words have been created (imagined? thought?), written, spoken, read seen, heard?

<<time to set some plates out for “dunch” (dinner-lunch) with the family…>>

thoughts, sensations, perceptions — phenomena…

breathe. notice. rest in awareness…
(a rhythmic sound in the background as a clothes washer winding down from one of its cycles…)

open, aware, present… whatever is happening… n-o-t-h-i-n-g e-x-c-l-u-d-e-d… here/now/this…

being is enough…

… an unconditional…
(these are all just words… “what’s the meaning of this?!” like some characterization of a high school principal (Breakfast Club style))
… yes to experiencing it/at all…
(if there is technically no “i” to say anything, and anything that can be said is both devoid of inherent meaning and at least seemingly beyond (full) comprehension in terms of implied or intended meanings, then what is ever being said? communication itself would be moot, meaningless, in the absence of any sense of otherness…
may i be grateful for the experience of communication, relationship, togetherness, sharing…
(in all (its?) forms (what about formlessness?)))

nothing excluded… here/now/this…
(even these meaningless words from no one… (laugh)((😂)))