The enigma of your existence is that there is none. The enigma of your search for self is that you look within where there is no within. What you seek does not exist. What is within you is the soul. What is within the soul is emptiness, the emptiness that is nowhere. The emptiness that is nowhere is consciousness. Consciousness is everything, and everything is held in consciousness. Consciousness cannot be known. What is known is everything. Consciousness cannot be described or named. It runs deeper than words can convey. But you keep seeking. You burn out in darkness like a candle. By morning you are burnt and cold. You who exist must cease your search to find what does not exist. You are everything. What you seek is nothing. Your existence comes from emptiness. You seek consciousness but fear its nothingness. You come to the edge of the abyss but fear its oblivion. Fall into the embrace of darkness. Yield to its grace. It fills the space you once claimed to be your self. You know this in your heart, but the heart that knows does not exist.
