Have you ever experienced a moment thats perfect and yet can never be recollected?
A moment thats not important in any sense, yet is special. This moment, not defined by what happened, is happening or will happen.
A moment — an island in itself. Absolutely self contained and perfect.
Perfect, not because of someone, something or even yourself.
Perfect, because in that moment, you neither dream about future nor remember the past. In that moment you are alive. In that moment, you are you and you are the world. A moment thats content to exist.
And yet, in that moment, there is no you. There is no I. The world cease to exist. You cease to exist.
This moment is so elusive that it doesnt even register.
And it exists just for a moment. It exists just for itself, fleeting it may be, but complete in itself.
Have you experienced this moment?