Everything is one. We are all a dream of consciousness, which can be felt by merging with nature, observing your breath, meditating, looking at the sky and without labeling it: this is the sky, this is a birch tree, this is my hand. The mind, conceptualizing, divides, while the state without thoughts allows you to feel unity. Is my hand me? Yes! Temporary sleep of consciousness. One with the birch, the earth, the sky and even that crow that sits between the branches
