Boundries are where the inerface is seen in optimal awareness

It is upon a collective, energetic agreement that there are only parts.  Which one makes the free will choise within destiny, to consciously foucing, then fragmenting, the infinite to the reduced heep.  I'm really noticing that the walls of illusion have been falling down and the stones that fell, were aiming away from me.  The awareness into the illusions one constructs for oneself, is the reflection into being aware of signs.  Signs that reveal the original intention that is harmonized with original source.  Illusions are powerful they seem real, therefore those whom take the illusion to be an aboslute, and moveable, supressed the consideration that the interface will not get tired of being an interface.  The inseperable fabric of interface wave patterns reflect that these seemingly boundaries are nothing more than a reflection.  For we do not see the seer who is witnessing me seeing.  We all make the choise. How consistant and self-disaplined will one endure?  Is it like having an intention, then editing yourself or limiting the full potential again?  Realizing there are no boundaries, and truth being eteranally aware as what I AM is boundless.  When we don't want to let go of the illusion, because we are aware that it is indeed an illusion, we like to act out being a victim why we pretend to suffer all based on illusions.  The more it seems, that those unwilling to let the universe carry them, the more they demand that they know better than the universe, the more firmer are one's boundaries, the more entrenched are ones battles.