Heavenletters

In the physical illusion of the world, there are many expressions of That Which Is Only One and Cannot Be Anything Else.

The most significant word in this sentence for me at the moment is Cannot . I have been feeling this Cannot Be Anything Else for some time now, something powerfully resounding athough not understood by mind. The effect is that there are precisely 2 items of real interest left for me, Oneness and the immediacy of life unfurling. They are not really 2. I do not know the feeling of indifference, it's not in my repertoire, and yet I catch myself slowly lifting my shoulders and dropping them again when looking at things that were intriguing once and are boring speculation now. I wish I could speak simple words that aren't speculation.

Well, we have Someone Who can:

We are incapable of separation, […] We are the Subject, and there is no object to speculate on.