We have stared at the surface. We have enjoyed having a finite number of dimensions to access to our environment. What we thought was everything was in fact only a part of the whole.

How does that make you feel?

Does that make you feel like you have devoted your attention to a construct that is still fathoming itself?

Well, that is all that is available. Everything is shakeable. There is always distance to travel.

One of our limitations has been that we have thought about the moment as a minute duration. Durations are never singular. Even if minute. There are always parallel sequences of unraveling that render all durations in a format greater than singular.

Construing experience and the knowledge that emanates from it as flat is one thing, but construing it as a ceaseless duration which can only be accessed through slices is another.

This duration is disrupted by many aspects of our behaviour. When we get immersed in anything, we lose everything.

But we are not cataloging all our disruptions here, we are only adding facets which will make it possible to hold our experience of the surface. We are keen to hold and not just get a fleeting glimpse because we do not want to live basking in the memory, we need to live in the midst of the experience.

Also we are realising, having a text that is universal is fine because that is a very broad frame we need to examine the fine detail and the broad perspective at the same time. We cannot put anything into practice unless we are thus split between the micro and the macro. In isolation everything will seem simpler. But in unity what happens? What happens when there is no possibility of pulling things apart. We want to think about each idea that we consider within the scope of what is involved in implementing them into our waking life. Our life in slumber is anyway more efficiently pre-scripted to leave us free from interjecting with a set of choices. Why can't we sleep all the time? Why do we need to wake up at all? If the act of seeing something related to our eyes, then how do we watch dreams with our eyes closed?

There is always a gap between the quality of the shooting script and nature of the footage. Something creeps into the frame from somewhere. And unless we know something about this act of creeping in, we will also treat it like an accident. Accidents remain like a explained phenomenon in our practices and we do not attempt to understand these very much. We attempt to understand only the conditions that produce the accident in question. And please ourselves with a capacity for triggering these accidents constantly.

Eventually we want to do away with triggering altogether and be the accident. How is that going to happen?

The surface is a handy construct for summoning our potential constantly and not be stuck behind layers of time or experience construed as knowledge. But after that has been achieved, how does creating waves of vitiation on the surface work?

If we do not know how to configure, we do not really know enough.