Only your Oneness is marked in stone. All else is a mere mark on the surface. A wave washes it away.

All the marks on the surface are the past, beloveds. There is the past, and there is the Eternal. All you really have is the Eternal. And that is your Being, and that is you, and that is I.

There was never a moment that We did not exist, and We exist in the moment. The moment is Eternity.
You are made of soul. Soul you are and ever were. All the surface stuff is only surface stuff. There is much more to your life than the surface.

Of course, naturally, you have thought that the surface is everything. Even though the surface is washed away in a flash, you yearn for its resolution nevertheless. You are captivated by the surface of life. It intrigues you. You love the colors and the story of it. You love to go to the movies. Yet you, in the theater or out of the theater are the same. Affected by the movie, you are yet unchanged. The movie changes. Another one comes on. You see a double feature, and yet you are the watcher of the movie. No matter what variety of movie is on screen, you are the watcher of it. The movie moves, and you sit still. You are the audience of the movie. Even when you are an actor in the movie, still you are watching yourself. Your eyes are big. In or out of sleep, you watch yourself. All you can do is watch. You watch yourself experience. The experiences change. You wear different costumes, but they are only costumes. The wearer is not changed. The child, the youth, the older person, those are all costumes. But, now, let’s get back to the movie.

Sometimes you cheer the movie. Sometimes you don’t like it. No matter, it is only a movie. It will change soon enough.

And when the movie is over, and you go home, it is as if you had not been away. For you have not been away. You have not been absent from the Eternal. You just had your attention on the movie. Your mind was elsewhere. You had never been anywhere but where you can only be.

You were on a fantasy trip. Your dreams came true, or they did not. And whether they did or not, you are the same either way. The inviolable Truth of you does not change. Life in the world is like the weather changing, The weather changes, and yet it is only weather. Life goes on rain or shine.

Did you dream your life? You say it really happened. It really flashed on the screen, but no more than that. Your life was flashed on a screen. It was projected there. It was made of an interplay of light. The light goes on, and the light goes off, and yet you are still present. The scenes change. The lighting changes. And still you are you, sitting in a theater.

Even when you are the director of the movie, you watch it from afar.

A movie is only a movie.

Even the projectionist of the movie can only watch it.

The one who cleans the theater or the one who owns the theater can only watch the movies.

And yet you work hard at creating the fantasy that all that occurs on the screen is the real thing. You believe in movies.

Produce the movies. That is what you do. All the while, there is a silent movie going on, a lasting silent movie that never wears out, is always playing. Silent as it is, it is always heard no matter how faraway-seeming.