James123

Great. Stay like that. we are all.

Nothing is under your control. He sees through your eyes, walks through your body, speaks through your mouth. There is nothing to hold, nothing to take seriously. All that is, belongs to Him. Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide, nowhere to run, nowhere to seek. The harder you try, the more you grasp, the further you fall from Him. Just drop yourself. He is in you, always. You cannot reach Him, you must burn. You cannot speak to Him, for your mouth is His. You cannot see Him, for your eyes are His. Only one surrender remains: give up your love of self. Then only Him, Beloved remains.

Don't take seriously anything. we are not special nor important.

Of course. you can't drop you. However, you is accumulation of thoughts. Therefore, be witness of thoughts, do not attach, involve, integrate. Till witness and thoughts dissapears. Osho is right. What he means is, if the you suffers a lot, it is inevitable of end of it. The more intense the suffering, the more inevitable it is that the mind will turn inward, seeking the source of peace.

Beautiful. It is Now, too. Just drop "you", attachments and thinking. Best Regards,

Just imagine: before birth, now, and after death. These moments are identical when there is no attachment to thought. For without attaching to thought, there is no “you,” no universe, no birth or death, no solipsism or infinity. All dissolves into the single reality of Now... Life only appears through attachment to thought. Without clinging, there is no “you,” no universe, no birth or death, no solipsism or infinity. In truth, there is no before or after, no coming or going. This is simply waking from the dream. Yet the dream continues. You are That, the eternal Now / Moment. The body is only an instrument through which That speaks. This is the whole of spirituality. Nothing more. Just Be still. Best Regards,

No-self” does not mean the end of life, but the end of the imagined owner of life. Life continues, breathing, walking, speaking, loving, but without the burden of “me” carrying it. It is simply Being, the eternal Now, moment to moment, without a center. Not the end of life, the beginning of life as it truly is. No-Self Is Being the Moment and Eternal Now. No-Self: The End of the Thinker, the shining of Being. The Body borns and dies. But, Being is always Now, eternal, ever - present.

Spirituality is not a game, not self-improvement, not deeper experiences, not thinking or realizing deeper, not philosophy, not mental gymnastics. It is simply the end / death of the thinker, experiencer, realizer, the end of “you” as a person. If you have to wear a woman dress to decrease "you", wear it. If you have to run naked to decrease "you, run. If you are so shy and con not approach a girl, do it. Whatever that decrease "you", do it. Till "you" die. When the thinker dies, what remains is what has always been. The Absolute, the Self, pure Being. That alone is spirituality. Best Regards,

https://www.actualized.org/forum/topic/110431-the-trap-of-conceptual-no-self-and-truth-shining-of being/

@Razard86 @Mellowmarsh

@Princess Arabia Exactly. Something Truly exist, and it is all.

I don't, but you should.

Spirituality is not a game, not self-improvement, not deeper experiences, not thinking or realizing deeper, not philosophy, not mental gymnastics. It is simply the end / death of the thinker, experiencer, realizer, the end of “you” as a person. When the thinker dies, what remains is what has always been. The Absolute, the Self, pure Being. That alone is spirituality. Best Regards,

Just imagine: before birth, now, and after death. These moments are identical when there is no attachment to thought. For without attaching to thought, there is no “you,” no universe, no birth or death, no solipsism or infinity. All dissolves into the single reality of Now... Life only appears through attachment to thought. Without clinging, there is no “you,” no universe, no birth or death, no solipsism or infinity. In truth, there is no before or after, no coming or going. This is simply waking from the dream. Yet the dream continues. You are That, the eternal Now / Moment. The body is only an instrument through which That speaks. This is the whole of spirituality. Nothing more. Just be still.

As I said before,

No. Comptetely the opposite: "Solip” comes from solipsism. The word itself is made from Latin: solus = alone ipse = self. Solipsism says: “Only my mind exists, all else might be an illusion.” It is centered around the individual self (the ego-mind). “There is nothing but Allah” (or Brahman, or the Self in Advaita) says: “Only the Absolute exists; there is no separate self, no second.” It is not the individual mind, but the Source of all. So: Solipsism = ego-centered view - “only I exist.” Tawhid / Advaita = truth-centered view - “only the Absolute exists.” They look similar in words, but are completely opposites : Solipsism inflates the “me.” Realization dissolves the “me.” I don't dream, imagine or think whatsoever. Just the Moment, Now.

Body, death, solipsism, experience, experienced, infinite, universe, etc... So called Arises and falls within Absolute. The Absolute is not aware of multiplicity. Multiplicity is of the mind. For the Absolute, there is no second, only itself. The waves (thoughts, mind, world, even the sense of “I as a person”) rise and fall. The ocean (the Absolute, pure Being) is not concerned with their coming or going. To the waves, there may appear to be individuality and difference. To the ocean, there is only itself, which is vast expanse, unbroken. Absolute is entire ocean... The body is but a messenger, an appearance carried by the current. There is nothing but Allah / Absolute.

I don't think nor imagine whatsoever. Enlightenment is the end of thinking, therefore, the end of the thinker. Therefore even So-called enlightenment itself vanishes, for the thinker never truly existed. So, the so called thinking so called creates the thinker. However, in so called "your" case you / mind is still active. There is no so called arrogant or wise, all is the absolute. Physical death is the end of all pleasure, desire, suffering, etc... At physical death, the thinker, the mind, the “you” must surrender. If not, death is harsh on the “you,” leaving no trace, no ashes of the thinker, no residue of mind, no “you.” Therefore, die before you die: surrender the thinker now. Let the body act on its own; the mind is not in command, no thinker is in. This is true dying before physical death. That's why, die before you die is a say. Because, the body dies it's own. There is no "you" in it. The Absolute, however, is never born, never dies, never changes, never comes or goes. Body lives it's own, there is no you to think or control. Be empty, surrender the thinker/ mind/ you, and Abide as the Absolute always is. It is always Now, Here. (before physical birth, after physical death, and beyond all thought.)

"Who" can point to absolute? Mind says it is absolute, therefore how belief of solipsism arises, which is an attachment/mind. Therefore , inevitably becomes mind and absolute. Absolute is all there is, and there is no "alone". Because, There is no space outside it to be separate, nor to “think” or “claim” aloneness. İt is just is. Whole, complete, unbroken.

There is nothing but Allah. End of the so called conversation and so called solipsism. Best Regards,

When the mind clings to the thought “only Being is real,” it has already created a division. There is the mind that thinks and the Being that is thought of. Separation is born. From this subtle duality arises solipsism, which is the notion that a separate thinker stands apart from Truth, claiming itself as the only reality. But when the false “I” (which is the sense of a separate experiencer) is inquired into and dissolves, who remains to hold the idea? So, when the "I"-thought vanishes, that's when the Being reveals itself, whole, undivided, shining as all and as always present. Therefore, the statement “only Being is real” ceases to be a thought. Direct Reality is beyond belief or concept. One perspective looks through the mind and falls into solipsism, imagining Being as something to be grasped, possessed by “me” or believing “I am the Being.” The other perspective does not look at all. It simply is. In pure Being, there is no observer, no observed, no argument, no conclusion, Only wholeness. When this is abided in, conviction does not arise from logic or persuasion but from direct experience. You simply Be, because it is what you truly are. In this abiding, the mind’s shadow of division vanishes. There is no two, no other. There is only Being, which is Pure Consciousness, undivided, complete, ever-present. Best Regards,

There is nothing, but Allah.

In the presence of love, no “me.” Like a bird, I just fly. Like a selfless prophet walking across the desert, There is no destination, no goal, Only vanishing into love. Like breathing, like flying, The song expresses itself without you. The body moves, dances, and speaks without you. So, what remains of you? Nothing, but the Sky in which all.

Ah James, Oh James, Poor James… He tried so desperately to become, to become good, to become infinite, to become pure, to become enlightened, to become God. He carried the universe on his back, not knowing it was only thought, only dust. Poor James. The infinite became his prison. He clung to illusions of forever, and called it truth. He read scriptures. He tortured himself with effort. He sat in meditation, not to rest, but to achieve, to conquer silence, to capture the sky. But James forgot: You cannot possess the wind. You cannot hold the moon in your fist. And the simple truth is this: Being is already here. And in Being, there is no James to become anything. Poor James. He chased the Divine as if it was elsewhere, not seeing it was his very breath. He longed for Love, never knowing creation was made of it. Poor James. And now he stands before the Truth, Empty-handed. Exhausted. No more words. No more masks. nothing left to hold, nowhere left to go. And in that poverty, in that total collapse of “James,” something shines. Not as James. Not for James. But as What Always Was, Waiting patiently behind the veil. What remained was not James. Not God. Not infinite. Not even silence. Only Being. And Love, the reflection of Being, rose like fire, and burned James alive, while he still breathed. Ah James, Oh James, Poor James… What burned him left no ashes, and what remains is rich beyond measure.