Thoughts Arise

There is a stage in a theatre. An actor performs the whole day, act after act, until she blanks out in exhaustion. Then she starts all over again. But that is not how it is. There is a host on stage. The host invites the performers, disappears backstage, and then appears again to introduce the next performance. But that is not how it is. There is an audience viewing the performance. It is held rapt by the show, only occasionally given an intermission to draw breath. But that is not how it is. There is no host, nor any performers. It is all a play of light. But that is not all. What seemed to be the audience is just cardboard cutouts. But that is not all. The theatre has no ceiling or walls. The stage is boundless. The performance is endless. But that is not all.  The performance is being watched.  But by whom? Photo created by tawatchai07 – www.freepik.com