Within this binding of ever changing but formless infinity if this is heaven then half of everything else is hell and vice versa so who am I to try to put this reality and myself within it “in its place”.

What is the state your at when your asleep but not dreaming. I just call that peace and nothing more. A space in time free from intent, memory, a place without context.

Yet not just that a state where you are at the bare minimum of existing.

And somehow that bare minimum is the embodiment of tranquility and bliss.

So much so that a person is at their most bitter the moments after being awoken from a really deep sleep.

Hence with me knowing that bliss is my underlying state why would I let the bleak “logistics” of the world of the “awake” take me away from what I attain every night and better yet why would I let those “logistics” blind me from that feelings while I’m awake also.