In the Middle of a Thought
Ever notice how quickly a thought can take over?
It begins with something small—just a passing reaction to what's happening.
Nothing important.
But within a few moments, it grows.
One idea leads to another; connections formed; its momentum builds on its own.
Before long, attention is completely inside it.
It feels as though this is where everything is happening; as if the thought itself becomes the center.
Then, for a moment, there's a slight pause.
Not the end of the thought—it's still moving, still unfolding—but something else is there.
The thought is there, and it is also being known.
Not from a distance. Not as something separate.
Just quietly present, as it moved.
The content kept changing: speeding up, slowing down, shifting color and direction.
But this simple knowing doesn’t follow those changes.
It doesn’t become more intense when the thought intensifies,
or confused when the thought becomes unclear.
It remains exactly as it was, even in the middle of it.
The thought eventually loses momentum—thins out, then fades.
And another thought takes its place.
But this—whatever is quietly aware of it the whole time—did not appear or disappear.
It was there from the beginning, even in the middle of the thought, and remains after it has passed away.
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