The Phantom Of The Seeker

I seek.

And I seek not just to understand, I seek because I am nothing without it. But who is this seeker that seeks?

I say it is myself, but that is not true.

It is the mind.

The mind is the seeker. The mind is responsible for creating, imagining, projecting and progressing. It seeks to understand, to learn. It seeks to make the right decision, take the right path and lament it's so called mistakes. It loves this. It's fuel. All of it.

In this fog of illusion, it doesn't allow for the truth of nothingness to exist. For it cannot live within it.

I find a moment where the fog has left space to see, I take a deep breath.

I briefly see.

To the mind, I smile.

There is no seeker to seek. There never was.