“without me i’m nothing”

i once read this as a graffiti sprayed on a brick wall in my hometown. back then i simply took a photo of the writing and didn't think about it any further, until one day i found the photo in my gallery and was now able to deeply feel, that this sentence summed up my whole life journey so far and put into words what i was looking for since i can remember: me.

not the "me" as in "i should rather...", "i should't...", "i must...", "i must not..." and "i will finally be happy if xyz happens", but the authentic me, the me without the "me". i was looking for simply being - not being like anything or becoming anything, simply being.

it’s the looking itself that makes you feel like something is missing. so stop looking for yourself outside of yourself. stop and hear. in stillness is where you’ll find that nothing is missing. you’re already right here. already complete. you always were.

this is not about them. nobody knows anything about this. about life. about me. except me. we are all unique multifaceted wonderful insdescribable individuals and yet fragments of the same wholeness. existing as both human and this magical infinite all-including non-thing at the same time. the creator and the created. “me” & me. two in one. belonging to each other and not able to exist without another. 
without me i’m nothing.