THIS Consciousness, right here.

Like naked apes in a cage, we beat our chests -- avoiding the only death, the only worthwhile suicide -- the death of the "me," the only troublemaker in existence. There is no hope for the "me." Why? There isn't any. There is no "me," no mortal, no humanity, no creation. ALL there is, is Consciousness. This Consciousness right here at hand is that Consciousness. I AM THAT I AM and there is no second. All Love, Kay -- from The Rest of MySelf letter by Kay June 1992