Blue Clouds Disguising themselves as Sky

Clouds, blue clouds disguising themselves as sky.
If we extrapolate this and match to its equivalent analogy of thoughts and consciousness?
Thoughts are like clouds in the sky of consciousness, right?
Like the blue clouds above, thoughts can also disguise themselves as consciousness or a self, right?
So many blue clouds merged and flowing into one another gives the impression a blue sky, likewise, so many thoughts flowing one after the another gives the impression of a self.
Notice someday on a silent night when you are not getting sleep. When racing, intrusive thoughts won’t leave you alone. Just notice very slowly the procession and succession of thoughts.
And you will notice that the ending of one thought quite often overlaps with the starting of next thought.
Rarely is there a gap between two thoughts. That gap, momentary gap is bliss. Because in that gap consciousness reveals itself.
The gap you feel when you laugh wholeheartedly, while making love, bungee-jumping or any adventure sports, and so on…
Thought is very deceptive like a chamleon.
It might lead us to think that the thought of bliss is bliss.
Let me give you an example.
When you get high you might be tempted to say that i experienced bliss. When in fact the experience itself is a conditioned and colored and ‘clothed’ thought.
In the end, your bliss experience is also a thought.
Bliss is not an experience. However, we have to use some word that goes well with the word ‘bliss’. So we use the word ‘experience’ or ‘feel’.
But eventually, it is just a thought. And thought can never be ‘bliss’ or ‘consciousness’. Just like cloud can never be the sky no matter how blue the cloud is.
It is all an illusion. A very real illusion.
What say?
A bicycle rests by the rail, Where Léman’s water flows, a dark trail. In Geneva’s chill, the quiet night holds, A bicycle’s pause, as the Christmas story unfolds.
Wintery days are gloomy here in Europe. Feel like tired but mentally I am fine. Everything is going well I am grateful to existence.
Lot of work to do but I don’t feel overwhelmed.
People still do peopling but it don’t hurt.
Just feel like sitting at one place and resting curled up in my blanket.
Leading a whole life is better than living a happy life. What do you think?
Leading a full and balanced life will automatically lead to a happy life, isn’t it?