Think about it because you have to.
Consciousness has to be about something. It always has a direction. Consciousness cannot exist on its own. Consciousness is a relationship, not an entity.
Think about it.
Because you have to.
So how does this effect experience? Dismissing the infinite reduction of defining consciousness of something as an experience in itself (are you conscious of the conscious experience of that something? are you conscious of that consciousness too?), we see that consciousness is the antithesis of experience. The necessity of being about something requires consciousness to be dependent on time and perception (intangible ideas are also perceived). Experience or being or existing is an absence of time. It is an infinitesimal pinpoint of pre-reflection. Perception, and thus consciousness, is reflective: you are always a nanosecond behind the perceived. Consciousness is temporal and rational and ephemeral; existence is timeless, irrational, and foundational. Consciousness is a means; experience is an end.
I don't wish to minimize the enormous importance of consciousness. Our ability to consume our immediate environment, chew it up and regurgitate bite size pieces of meaning allows me to shit in a toilet instead of the dirt and to communicate with pixels instead of rocks. What I am trying to say is that the packets of information, the ones and zeros, the rational articulations of otherwise meaningless atomic relationships that constitutes the intentionality of consciousness is not a state of being. We are so wrapped up in the creative usefulness of the objects of our intentions, we lose sight of their purpose: that our forks and knives, our two-party systems, our dogmatic deities, our investment portfolios, and our misplaced and overanalyzed personal identities should enhance being. They are means. The goal of these and all conscious intentions is to eliminate conscious intention; to become pre-reflective. The goal is to be.
So don't think about it.