Thursday, February 17, 2011

'there is no me. is it true?'

if you look for the computer, it is there in front of you.
if you close your eyes it disappears.
in this way it is transient, and this is what i find 'the world is illusory means'.
'the world' is never the same.
nothing manifesting as the world is present forever. change is the nature of life.

this is the prism effect or hologram or fractal aspect of life.
parts appear and disappear. each part of life requires all of life to appear.

there is one thing that has never appeared, despite being believed in by humans for a very very long time, and this thing is the self.

this self can never be found.
it does not appear and then disappear.

what appears and disappears is an assumption or belief that the self exists.

seeing this is the root of liberation or awakening or enlightenment, as it has been spoken of.
seeing this is a return to simply life, as it is, without the agenda of self.

there is a totality of life which is always present, in the endless forms in which it appears.
within this totality of life, there is never a self. there is no me and there is no you.

it is possible for this to be realized, but no one can do it for you.

trying to identify something that does not exist with things that do exist, or the totality of what exists, will not work.

trying to identify with an absence will not work.

there is nothing there which could be doing the identifying. there is no self.

check it out! in every and any way experience arises, look for the self. consider experience from the aspect of 'there is no me. is it true?'

Spread this:
submit to reddit Share

0 comments:

Freedom Blogroll

GChat Freedom

Twitter

About Me

My Photo
Fierce Freedom

Make the lie big,
make it simple,
keep saying it,
and eventually they will believe it.

. . Adolph Hitler

Why are you unhappy?
Because 99.9 per cent
Of everything you think,
And of everything you do,
Is for yourself —
And there isn't one.

. . Wei Wu Wei

To write something and leave it behind us,
It is but a dream.
When we awake we know There is not even anyone to read it.

. . Ikkyu
View my complete profile

Subscribe via email

Enter your email address:

Delivered by FeedBurner

Followers

Powered by Blogger.