What if self and other are both illusions?
What if boundaries are as much for holding things together as they are for keeping them apart?
What if everything just is what it is and there is no greater than or less than anything?
Where do we exist?
Can we point to it or just our eyes?
What if our bodies are just a vehicle we drive until we need a new one?
What if our body is just a window that we look out of to experience our reality?
If life is a river and we're all flowing with the river towards the end, why are some insisting on swimming in the wrong direction?
If time is fluid but constantly moving, does constant observation allow us to see multiple realities at once?
What if resistance is causing all of the anxiety and depression in the world?
Can you remember the first time you opened your eyes?
Can you remember where you go when you're sleeping?
What if death is just the last time we view the reality we are in?
What if there is no life or death and it's all just experience?
If time is fluid and life implies death, does anyone or anything actually exist?