While it’s true that time and space are not real in the sense that we seem to think they are (there is no separation and nothing beyond the wholeness of what seems to be happening, therefore there is neither real space nor time), I am not, however, advocating for a materialist view, that consciousness cannot exist because it’s not somehow made of atoms. My position is that the perception of there being a separate subject is an illusion. The illusion of a separate subject seems to essentially be what is referred to as consciousness. I’m saying that perspective is an illusion. What seems to be happening clearly has no perspective; it’s happening all at once with no subject/object division. But from a more kind of scientific perspective, if we pander to the story of brains and perception and so on, I would say that while color can be perceived, and that’s “real” in a sense, there is no actual perceiver. The illusion, what is wholly not real, is the subject on the end of experience, which is what makes it experience in the first place. There is seeing, but no seer. There is hearing but no hearer. There is smelling but no smeller. The illusion of there being a subject, the false recognition of a pattern that is not really there in any sense at all, is what robs what seems to be happening of its fresh, whole aliveness, from its continual newness, from its perfect fulfillment. What seems to be happening is perfectly whole, yet hidden from view, hidden in plain sight, by the illusion that there is someone, a consciousness, that is trying to find something other than it. There is nothing other than it; this is blatantly obvious once it’s revealed (to no one).