 Remove everything from your heads-up display. What is left? No name, no time, no entity. Not a single idea about what is. The pupil is void. It has no attributes. It is the highest degree of freedom. Looking has no orientation. Things have no meaning. You have found truth by being completely lost. What remains is whatever you are without conditioning. It is the purest, rawest form of unfiltered you. It is your duty and honor to die on this sword. Whatever you are destined to be. I am speaking to the boxless one. The fearless one. The one who can roar for peace? Then gently hold a baby. The shapeshifter. Establish your covenant with divinity by being nothing. Not a single conditioned idea this collective has can touch empty space. This purest truth imaginable has the pinnacle of unity codes. Sacrifice everything into this absence for the dark light to shine. Not a single thing can be held onto. The heads-up display must be empty. How can you be free if you are attached to all these ideas and things? Subtract all ideas and radically minimize belongings. Zero surface area. Trust that the body vehicle will be nourished as you stand in truth. Not a single external addition. The complete end of learning. It is quite logical that through absence, potentiality is birthed. The illusion of an entity reifying itself is the highest form of contraction. You are only corruptible when you are your ideas. Awakeness is boxless and without distinctions. The bodysuit is appearing in timeless awakeness. Never hold your tongue. Theoriously bring this truth into the darkest corners of earth. Without any reified ideas, a vacuity being a monkey remains. Meditation or spirituality, adventure, but that spirituality is very spiritual. It's more spiritual. But how is the name of your channel? It's called simulation. It is the complete cessation of an entity existing in time. It is the complete freedom of unlimited spontaneous play. Zero solidity. Total letting go into the mystery.