Every atomic and molecular change in a base of universal processing, is doing it according to its local conditions; and all the shouting, and social importance's and other causes and effect at the human level, is just a dream.
What we consider to be us is just a concept, a guess. The reality is just the universe, which from our perspective, is a process within which we are but an inevitable consequence and constituent. What we consider to be us is the guesswork that accompanies it all. The guessing is parallel to our lives. It is incidental. It is what is least important and yet also the thing which creates our experience. It is all just happening anyway. Our minds create a story of continuity.
The reality that we think is happening is only a concept. Whatever we believe will become our reality; it is what we say it is; it is what we see it as. This reality is an illusion, and our experience just a story.
What you believe will not alter reality, but it will alter your perception of it, and how you react to it is how you create your story. The way you envision it, is the story of your reactions; how you respond to your environment; the manifestation of the universe together with the mental conception. There is no story teller separate to it, and the story telling is not separate from it. The story of it is included in the manifestation, it is part of it, inextricably intertwined.
It may seem as if it is all a linear progression, but it is as much the end of your life as it is your beginning; it is the same all the way through. Just a jumbled-up jigsaw pieced together into a story.
The story is now as much as it is then,
and it is as much the ultimate end of the story,
as it is now.
All of our experience is just a story telling.