One way to look at existence is to see it like a self-creating, living organism. A single organism. (This is not a new idea). And this organism, “Life”, “This”, is playing at having people and things present, moving about and interecting. But at the same time, all value, judgement, meaning, is non existent “in” anything. There is no actual extra importance within any of these things or people. They are only what they appear to be and have no “better or worse” significance residing below surface features. I’m not talking about the wonderful, intricate, complex nature of what is, or the universal substance of things as conscousness (or what ever all this is ultimately made of). This point doesn’t detract from any of that. I’m only referring to the imagined “contents”, meaning and essences that can be presumed to inhabit things. What Is (Consciousness, Existence, Big Mind, God), what ever name given this Organism, may give actuality to things, but it does not actually invest in them meaning or value. It does create the illusion of meaning or value. But ultimately these impressions of value are characteristics “outside” a thing, other objects, and flimsy ones at that! Just take a look at the sense of “importance” something seems to have, like it’s a separate thing alongside the thing “of importance”. What happens when objects are seen this way?