That Point of Enlightenment & The Observer

There is that point of enlightenment which, in my opinion, does not lie in total and selfless physical renunciation. Its a simple look inwards. An eye opens. There's only two we physically have... a third one we could say. It sees. It observes. Everything outwardly, physically, tangibly and everything inwards psychologically, emotionally, intangibly. This I'd like to call The Observer. At this point, ego, "I", pain, suffering, loss, attachment, things, everything, just about everything becomes external. Only a real point is you. This point is open to giving, to love & to live. That point cannot contain the burdens of these innumerable separate "I" things. The poor self is now not poor anymore. It holds a force stronger than anything in the world. And it doesn't need to justify that to the world through saffron robes, 2 foot long beards, vermillion dashes, white robes, turbans and the works. It silently observes listens and learns. A new thing every minute. Yet, it only keeps to observing. At this point, all thought is killed. The motionless silence is just about everything. Everything is there. Just there. Somewhere but not here.