Arriving at a Sea of Infinite Love

I have been searching for the truth for a long time, and what I have found, that I feel in my heart to be true, is a sense that everything is made of a warm, compassionate substance, the substrata of the universe, and that we will always be this, be made of this, and if I spend time, to slow down, to breathe, to let the words and the analysis and the descriptions go, I find that it is (t)here. All encompassing, all unifying, inside and outside, warm, caring, and indescribable. And it’s funny to think that during the day I am doing things but this sea tells me that there is ultimately nothing to do. Sometimes my ego still yearns for some adventure, perhaps I can go explore a cave at North Head with Josh or something.