(((no matter…)))

if, no matter ((love the subtle unintentional “physical”implication of the phrase “no matter”)) how big or small the search goes, it’s ultimately a sort of “one thing” holding all this togeth-er, or “creating” it in some way, could all of this not then be perceived (just for the sake of having some sort of three-dimensional visual) as a sort of “layer” or “range” of a kind of “concentration” “around” a sort of “center” “within” which could be “smaller” and “smaller” “similar” “layers” of “concentrations” “around” apparent “centers”. all “images” of a “creator” should one find such words appropriate?
every”thing” having its own sort of “gravity” of “various” “centers” of “concentrations” of “one” sort of “field” “one” might call “it” “underlying” “all”…
“what might one call such a “field” seeming to be making the “layers” or “ranges” “we” “call” “existence” “possible”?”
“could any “thing” have “created” “it” if “it” “is” “what” “underlies” “all” (“creation”?)?”

“are we anything more than clouds within clouds of a single sky, just trying (thinking, feeling, doing) to hold our forms together, to not shift and change too much wheith the weather?” “how tightly must one hold on and to what in order to remain subjectively and/or still be considered oneself?”
“as “one’s” “grip” naturally “loosens” and “one’s” “field” or “concentration” “expands”, is “anything” “ever” “actually” “lost” (“of them”?)?”

<”helping” “Sherri” “search” “for” “apparently” “missing” “dough” “folders”…>
(well (up arrow) that is just annoying, however accurate it might be…)

thoughts, sensations, perceptions — phenomena…

breathe…

notice…

rest in awareness…

open, aware, present… whatever (“hear/now/this”) is happening… nothing excluded… here/now/this…
(noticing the “hear” mispelling ((and just realizing the misspelling of “mispelling”)) above and making no change…)

… an unconditional yes to experienc-ing it/at all…
(“what might some… one call some… thing sort of… holding it all together, in a sense, and apparently without condition of it’s content — holding it all together regardless; a sort of immensity of (a particular range of?) concentration, of which all would essentially be “made” and all of which would never cease being whatever allows for and holds together its existence? do clouds call the sky “the sky”? why not love?”)

(love you)
((love you))