Right now, what you call “i” is not present. The body writes, laughs, talks, and smiles, yet the “me” or the mind is completely in deep sleep. The mind is asleep, but the so called eyes or consciousness, though there is no one to name it are still perceiving.
This is total giving up. No “me” arises.
In truth, there is no action. Self is only still, unmoving, untouched, the silent witness in which all unfolds, while the body moves, laughs, and accepts, yet not through me. Self is only still, unmoving, untouched, the silent witness in which all unfolds.
Is there anything above this? Actually, no. Because the asker itself was the body and mind. When they vanish, there is no one left to ascend, to seek, or to know.
Only the moment, fully, effortlessly, completely.
Self is only still.