Shall I tell you a secret?

Shall I tell you a secret? I can tell you and it will still be a secret. Because you'll never be able to prove it. You'll never feel it firsthand to know it for sure.

I exist. From the deepest part of me, eternity shines. My consciousness is alive, perceiving everything. I am, from the simplicity of just being, the overwhelming vastness of just being.

Do you exist? I'll never know. You find out. You feel it. You give everything to be fully here, living your question. Discover your own secret, and never tell it to me.