It’s all just happening.
Identification happens. Ignorance happens. Liberation happens.
At the same time they’re all just appearances. Modulations of the wholeness. Exactly as they should be, by virtue of the fact that they ARE.
Only they’re also not.
Try to find ignorance or delusion or objects or concepts. Try to locate identification. There’s only the perpetual ungraspable flux of being that is utterly beyond description.
Reality defies conceptual containment.