This is the bit that reminded me of the short PCE I had on a plane back from France some months ago now. How looking out the window the entire world all of a sudden became a magical fairytale, and those are the only words that seem to fit, it’s actually like that, and the whole universe is like that.
So this is what ‘I’ have to continue getting in touch with and continue allowing, this is what eventually dissolves ‘me’ and this is all that is left when ‘I’ am gone, how wonderful!
So there seems to be no fear of self immolation when I consider this, what better alternative could there be? ‘I’ dissapear and paradise is what this body immediately lands in.
There is just this big ‘why not’ in front of me now, and I can’t really come up with a single reason why not. Perhaps something along the lines of ‘it’s too good to be true’, some version of ‘I don’t deserve it’. But it’s not just for me, it’s for all of mankind.