It’s not information or knowledge.
It’s not what you know or understand.
It’s not an experience, a story, an explanation or an image.
It’s nothing you can grasp or hold on to.
It’s what you fundamentally are before any of that.
It’s the infinite, impersonal, neutral, quality-less, empty, silent space in which everything eternally, unconditionally, spontaneously unfolds freely without meaning, without separation, without time.