Going inwards

Most of the time, I think of myself as just me.

Sometimes, in a few rare moments, I get a feeling that I am not just me. That I am part of something bigger, something more meaningful. That is when I forget myself and everything else. There is nothing that fills my mind. In fact, there is no mind at all. There is only bliss.

Some say that this is the meditative state. It does not matter to me. Words are too synthetic to describe certain experiences. A map can never be the territory.