The Play of Your Creation

You are the Divine, watching a play of your creation, made up entirely of you. You have no preferences; who lives or dies, what happens to the Earth, whether you become more conscious of yourself or not. You are enamoured by your stories, your endless variety of characters, and your chronic evolution. What will you become next? A self-aware reptile? 

You are not attached to the human species you currently live as. You love all your creations; the dinosaurs, every type of form on any planet in any universe, a plastic bottle rolling down the road, they are all equal, and they are all you.

You are eternal and evolution itself, so you will continue to evolve into infinite forms forever. Some of these forms will evolve to become self-aware, and some will not. Every species and planet will eventually become extinct and be replaced by the next.

Regardless of what type of form you find yourself in, it never affects your fundamental nature. This stays as an unmoving, unchanging force. Empty of any form, prior to any creation, you are undisturbed. Here at your core you are before any concepts of peace, freedom or joy, but also any type of suffering. Unknowable and undefinable, it becomes impossible to convey.