Just now i met a young man who asked me:
"You surely believe in Atlantis and Lemuria?"
Stories, all stories, endless stories.
Evolution, the meaning of life,
the Divine intention for humanity,
the destruction of the planet.
History and projections in the future.
Relationships, birth, death.
All possible outcomes and scenarios.
The One playing the Many.
What a show.
Do i believe anything?
Just noticing what is at this moment.
This is all there is to It.
The quiet noticing of everything
that appears and disappears.
And a resting in Unknowing.
What do we know for sure?
No more beliefs and concepts,
except as stories seen to be playing out.
No more second hand information needed
to prop up an imaginary identity.
Just This happening
happening to No one.