Long ago, everyone knew… the sun rises -for you, personally-.

The whole sun! It rises -just for you-!

The rain is for you, the raining is -of you-.

When there is light, it is -your light-.

The night is -your night-. The darkness is not outside of you, it is you. You are it. Personally. Uniquely.

The only sun that ever rises rises really only for you, even though this appears true for each moment of each being.

But you should really get to the bottom of this, because the modern ideas that ‘the sun rises’ or ‘it is raining’ are toxic and ridiculous.

The sun -can only rise in you-, and as you begin to recognize this, you will naturally notice that all phenomenon are happening -just for you-. It may rise ‘for all beings’ but these beings can only be inside you!

The stories to the contrary are confused and imagine places and ways of happening that -cannot exist at all-. But we believe them. And once we believe them, the sun and the sky and the stars are stolen from inside us, placed outside as abstractions (effectively, assassinated to our inner lives), and we begin to become like these abstractions. We become, in fact, representations of ourselves.

And inside the representation the missing sun is crying. The missing rain is crying. All the missing animals are crying. Because the animals -only happen inside you- as well.

So, too, the people.

So, too, these words.

Remember?