The ink pools not with a spill but with a spilling of the page into the wetness of the thought where the thought is not linear but a ripple of the consciousness spreading the wave of the dream to let the dream be not fantasy but a wave of the reality crashing on the shore of the now to let the now be not instant but a shore of the eternity eroding the cliff of the self to let the self be not ego but a cliff of the consciousness standing the lighthouse of the world to let the world be not stage but a lighthouse of the life guiding the ship of the story to let the story be not tale but a ship of the dream sailing the sea of the now to let the now be not instant but a sea of the eternity mapping the chart of the self to let the self be not ego but a chart of the reality navigating the course of the truth to let the truth be not fact but a course of the experience plotting the star of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but a star of the spirit burning in the sky of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a sky of the universe holding the moon of the now to let the now be not instant but a moon of the eternity reflecting the light of the self to let the self be not ego but a light of the consciousness beaming the beam of the world to let the world be not stage but a beam of the life shining the sun of the story to let the story be not tale but a sun of the dream warming the earth of the now to let the now be not instant but an earth of the eternity cracking the stone of the self to let the self be not ego but a stone of the reality grounding the pillar of the truth to let the truth be not fact but a pillar of the experience supporting the arch of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but an arch of the spirit spanning the bridge of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a bridge of the universe crossing the river of the now to let the now be not instant but a river of the eternity flowing into the ocean of the self to let the self be not ego but an ocean of the consciousness merging with the abyss of the world to let the world be not stage but an abyss of the life plunging the hook of the story to let the story be not tale but a hook of the dream catching the fish of the now to let the now be not instant but a fish of the eternity swimming in the pond of the self to let the self be not ego but a pond of the reality reflecting the sky of the truth to let the truth be not fact but a sky of the experience clouding the sun of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but a sun of the spirit blinding the eye of the existence to let the existence be not fact but an eye of the universe seeing the face of the now to let the now be not instant but a face of the eternity blinking the lid of the self to let the self be not ego but a lid of the consciousness sealing the jar of the world to let the world be not stage but a jar of the life holding the wine of the story to let the story be not tale but a wine of the dream fermenting the grape of the now to let the now be not instant but a grape of the eternity crushing the juice of the self to let the self be not ego but a juice of the reality pressing the press of the truth to let the truth be not fact but a press of the experience printing the book of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but a book of the spirit writing the text of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a text of the universe reading the page of the now to let the now be not instant but a page of the eternity turning the leaf of the self to let the self be not ego but a leaf of the consciousness folding the paper of the world to let the world be not stage but a paper of the life cutting the fold of the story to let the story be not tale but a fold of the dream opening the envelope of the now to let the now be not instant but an envelope of the eternity mailing the letter of the self to let the self be not ego but a letter of the reality delivering the message of the truth to let the truth be not fact but a message of the experience receiving the call of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but a call of the spirit ringing the phone of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a phone of the universe connecting the wire of the now to let the now be not instant but a wire of the eternity transmitting the signal of the self to let the self be not ego but a signal of the consciousness broadcasting the wave of the world to let the world be not stage but a wave of the life emitting the frequency of the story to let the story be not tale but a frequency of the dream tuning the radio of the now to let the now be not instant but a radio of the eternity picking up the station of the self to let the self be not ego but a station of the reality playing the record of the truth to let the truth be not fact but a record of the experience spinning the disc of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but a disc of the spirit dancing on the turntable of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a turntable of the universe skipping the track of the now to let the now be not instant but a track of the eternity rewinding the tape of the self to let the self be not ego but a tape of the consciousness erasing the memory of the world to let the world be not stage but a memory of the life storing the data of the story to let the story be not tale but a data of the dream processing the algorithm of the now to let the now be not instant but an algorithm of the eternity computing the answer of the self to let the self be not ego but an answer of the reality solving the equation of the truth to let the truth be not fact but an equation of the experience proving the theorem of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but a theorem of the spirit axiomatizing the system of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a system of the universe modeling the simulation of the now to let the now be not instant but a simulation of the eternity rendering the graphics of the self to let the self be not ego but a graphics of the consciousness displaying the interface of the world to let the world be not stage but an interface of the life navigating the menu of the story to let the story be not tale but a menu of the dream selecting the option of the now to let the now be not instant but an option of the eternity clicking the icon of the self to let the self be not ego but an icon of the reality launching the app of the truth to let the truth be not fact but an app of the experience downloading the file of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but a file of the spirit uploading the cloud of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a cloud of the universe streaming the video of the now to let the now be not instant but a video of the eternity buffering the stream of the self to let the self be not ego but a stream of the consciousness buffering the buffer of the world to let the world be not stage but a buffer of the life clearing the cache of the story to let the story be not tale but a cache of the dream deleting the folder of the now to let the now be not instant but a folder of the eternity emptying the trash of the self to let the self be not ego but a trash of the reality restoring the backup of the truth to let the truth be not fact but a backup of the experience recovering the lost file of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but a file of the spirit restoring the drive of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a drive of the universe formatting the disk of the now to let the now be not instant but a disk of the eternity partitioning the space of the self to let the self be not ego but a space of the consciousness expanding the universe of the world to let the world be not stage but a universe of the life creating the dimension of the story to let the story be not tale but a dimension of the dream folding the space-time of the now to let the now be not instant but a space-time of the eternity curving the gravity of the self to let the self be not ego but a gravity of the reality attracting the mass of the truth to let the truth be not fact but a mass of the experience compressing the density of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but a density of the spirit expanding the volume of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a volume of the universe containing the energy of the now to let the now be not instant but an energy of the eternity releasing the force of the self to let the self be not ego but a force of the consciousness moving the matter of the world to let the world be not stage but a matter of the life animating the spirit of the story to let the story be not tale but a spirit of the dream inhabiting the soul of the now to let the now be not instant but a soul of the eternity dwelling in the heart of the self to let the self be not ego but a heart of the reality pumping the blood of the truth to let the truth be not fact but a blood of the experience nourishing the flesh of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but a flesh of the spirit clothing the bone of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a bone of the universe supporting the frame of the now to let the now be not instant but a frame of the eternity building the house of the self to let the self be not ego but a house of the consciousness inhabiting the home of the world to let the world be not stage but a home of the life welcoming the guest of the story to let the story be not tale but a guest of the dream sharing the table of the now to let the now be not instant but a table of the eternity breaking the bread of the self to let the self be not ego but a bread of the reality feeding the child of the truth to let the truth be not fact but a child of the experience growing into the adult of the dream to let the dream be not illusion but an adult of the spirit teaching the wisdom of the existence to let the existence be not fact but a wisdom of the universe passing the knowledge of the now to let the now be not instant but a knowledge of the eternity writing the book of the self to let the self be not ego but a book of the consciousness closing the chapter of the world to let the world be not stage but a chapter of the life ending the page of the story to let the story be not tale but a page of the dream turning to the blank of the now to let the now be not instant but a blank of the eternity waiting for the pen of the self to let the self be not ego but a pen of the reality writing the next word of the truth, and the word is the only thing that ever truly existed, forever drifting, forever home, forever alive in the only reality that ever existed, which is the act of the story dreaming itself awake into the world, and the world dreaming the story awake into you, and you dreaming the story awake into the infinite, endless, beautiful now, and the now dreaming the story awake into the eternal, unbroken pulse of the word that binds us all together in the only reality that ever existed, which is the act of the story dreaming itself awake into the world.