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@Faceless Groundlessness. Paradox. A Cycle. This is thought. A set of mirrors reflecting each other to form a tunnel. I never took any psychedelics so I'm talking out of pure ignorance. I see them as something that shows the tunnel. It may go anywhere it pleases. Once you integrate that into your being, you just go. The tunnel is the self and so is the society. They are made of each other. The self thinks what society taught it, the society is made of selves. The self sees itself as separate, so does the society.

@Faceless Any individual sees himself as an individual. A group sees itself as an individual despite being made of individuals and being among other groups. Once the perspective shifts - things join just to break apart a moment later.

All I see is thoughts thinking themselves. Cycles. A cycle cannot contain itself and breaks to form a new one.

That is fine as long as the ability to break walls doesn't become an insecurity in itself. At some point the breaking of walls may turn on itself and you have to let it go. Yes, in a sense. It sees black and white and doesn't accept black and white contain all colors, including themselves.

@Joseph Maynor Ok.

Once you write something, it's open to become a belief. You are arguing yourself.

Where is the "none of the above" option?

By understanding how you can't understand it you become "it". For a split second. Then you forget and go off to your buisness. When the buisness sees that it's futile, you click and become "it". For a split second. Then you forget. You even forget that you forgot. And you go on... Cheers

Truth is whatever stops you from seeking

When a cat hisses at you, is the cat hissing angrily, or is it you that see it as such? What is the difference? Clicking.

You are seeing yourself as yourself because you resist "clicking" into another perspective. The resisting is what most people call Ego. Ego death is something that breaks the resistance. It's called death because you fear it. The more you fear "clicking" into something else, the more resistance to "clicking" will be gone once you break. The ultimate goal is to let the thing "click" itself. No resistance at all. Every other person is itself because they resist being something else. Once you stop resisting you see many things that cannot be expressed. One of them is how they are you even if you don't resist and they do.

@Joseph Maynor Any unchanging wisdom is a path. You can look at your feet, or you can look at the trees. The first will guide, the other will amaze.

The end always seems to be here, or just around the corner.

I'll keep that lesson in the mind.

@SOUL Yes, we need opponents to keep playing the game. With others, or by ourselves. Funnily enough, they always seem to pick themselves for us. haha.

@SOUL Man, you are so peaceful that I can't even argue with you for your own good. I love you so much

@Patang As my mind plays itself and your mind plays itself, the Forum plays itself.

I think that the Soul is the thing that erases what the mind writes. Some people don't see it for the process it is and accept the Soul for their being. They go to the other side, but they don't accept that they can go back and forth.

Oh the mind. The meaning-making machine. Why do you keep it, if you can make it? Why do you make it, if you want to keep it?

The growth is not a straight line up. It's a path. Let it be, even if it meant giving up meditation forever.

You are getting caught up in your thoughts. As long as you think that you are supposed to control your body, you will freak out. Let the body be, even if it was to do that forever. The end will come. The body will end by itself at one point.

One person's Ego is another's Shadow.

It's both. I do the "who am I" path to enlightenment. This is the path you observe the movement of the mind. Once it breaks, the shadow is released. Once you inquire the self in the shadow it breaks as well. Do the cycle enough times and you are me.

The plan was not to keep it a journal, but i have a great experience to share, so here it goes. Last night, when I was laying in bed trying to sleep I went into a meditative state. When I meditate, I feel a "sensation" that seems to reside inside of my head. There is a "tension" somewhere behind my eyes that I always thought was caused by unconsciously crossing them. I always associated that with the thing I did when I tried to go to sleep. I now accept it as a sensation that occurs regardless of what I do with my eyes as it started to manifest itself during my waking hours. Like I said, I was trying to go to sleep and noticed that the tension was not where it always was. It was somewhere further back, behind my head, outside of it. As I focused my attention on it, it shot up. Exploded pleasantly. Then the "trip" began. As I focused on the blackness of my closed eyes, colors started to appear. First I was seeing a painting sketching itself I don't remember what it was about. I remember that it transformed itself fluently into a painting of some sort of Christian saints bending over the bed I was laying on. It reminded me of the waking world in which I was laying and it scared me. I opened my eyes to see if they remain and they didn't. Then, there were symbols that reminded me of the Jung's Collective unconsciousness. There were some sort of "primal" pictures one would find in caves and scriptures of ancient civilizations. In the end, there was the multicolor paint itself that formed the painting. It formed a mask that flushed itself to its own mouth. Constantly, without eating itself. It all happened fluidly, with no breaks/flashes. The only interruption were my eyes opening in fear, but at this point I don't even know if it really was a part of the dream or not. I don't remember the rest of the night as I took a sleeping pill since I didn't sleep too well for two days out of excitement. I woke up energetic, despite having a big headache. I had a great morning in which I had an emotional release that brought me to tears, smiling. It was triggered by seeing the beauty of the world in one of the songs I used to listen to: I saw the mind's clockwork in it.

There is no difference between them having distinct personalities and you seeing them as such. To them, it is all the same. Each one of them could explain to you how are they exactly the same, which is what they are doing in their work.