During meditation my consciousness separated from myself. I observed myself from above. My consciousness sees me crying on the floor, it sees me suffering. There was no thought of I or any identification with emotion. My consciousness withdrew itself from my personality.
Reflecting on the experience, I got a glimpse of how I unnecessarily suffer, and recognized a greater awareness that allowed me to conclude, time is an illusion and suffering causes us to feel trapped in it.
Samael Weor states that we do need to divide attention between observer and observed and yet there really is no observer. When you look into that observer you simply see the act of observation, the pure energy of consciousness, which has no self. It has no center, no beginning, no ending. This is something you have to experience. The intellect will fail to grasp it.