It’s very funny to realize that you’re realized. You have always been.Suddenly, the veil disappears. And you realize that this is it. It’s always been here. You just haven’t seen it. You looked everywhere and it was always here. What a joke. The great joy of being yourself. You came back home. You know that you know. You always knew you knew. It is finished. The great joy of being yourself. “Do I want to end this life?”. It is a great addiction to live human life, drama, suffering, problems, eternal unfulfillment, and a never-ending search for yourself. It’s known, safe. And somehow we like it. We chose that. “Do I want to move on?” To a new, unknown, indefinite, difficult to understand by the mind or I’m going back?