Humility is embraced when ego dissolves. There may be no greater gift of selfpoesis than this. In order to be conscious, ego cannot exist.

Illusions are at root phantazein, that which appears during ego work.

These must be seen through, allowed to dissolve, and fade, permitting the play of poesis to move onwards.

Consciousness is humanly recursive. A fresh perspective at recursion intending.

Do no harm at play, cultivate humility; creative recogitation allows the path onwards. The is-ness of the moment is consciousness.