Woke Juice

Although we are not orange juice, we are all orange juice.

In fact, we are all both individual cups of orange juice and the same cup of orange juice.

The global orange juice, if I may.

A perfect stream of orange juice.

We feel as though we are also the glass surrounding the orange juice.

As though the delicious nutritious nature of the juice is a small part.

We should all strive to feel the juiciness.

The all is orange juice, though.

The cup is an illusion.

The persistent cup-like shape our juice takes convinces us we’re a cup.

There is no cup.

There is only orange juice.

The cup is no more than a profound subjective experience juice goes through.

One day this cup will shatter and our orange juice will be freed from the illusion of being a cup.

And only then will we know enough to realize it is as if a dream had occurred.

And maybe at that moment we’ll be brave enough to ask if there was even orange juice to begin with.