Have you ever stopped abruptly,
When two parts of your mind were deliberating,
And thought to yourself bluntly:
“Who is the me that is listening to this contemplating?”

You’ll realize that this me of you is the true you, you see.
It does not have a voice but is the silent observer.
Like watching tv, it’s your spectator me,
Your inner true self, your life preserver.

This spectator me cannot think or talk;
It just… is. It is the now.  It is the here.
It’s the timeless clock that does not tick or tock.
It’s you. The real you. The almighty seer.