Mellowmarsh

False I The true I that you are cannot be seen, touched, described, or lost. It has no form, no age, or destiny.

Any attempt to decipher reality is doomed to fail, because the “ your” is just another object that’s silently being observed.

Appreciate your input and response. But I have absolutely no understanding of what you are talking about. Best to you too.

⬆️ That is known as being caught in the whirlpools of the mind ⬆️ The real true “Individual” herenow is this Immediate Nothing being Everything.

LoL 😂 OMG this is beautiful. 😍

Awareness never tells itself it is aware, it can’t because it’s already self illuminating. It’s too close to itself to look back at itself. Being knowingly aware via direct experience is still a mental construct appearing within awareness. Not awareness which neither appears or disappears. Knowledge can only point to the illusory nature of reality, in that it’s this knowing that cannot be known, for that which is known knows nothing. The known is a fiction, not real. While the real and the fiction sound similar, awareness ( real) is the "viewing screen," while self-consciousness is a "character" on that screen ( fiction)

Awareness can know a thought. ie: a concept, the concept “you” …which is a thought. But the concept / thought knows nothing. Awareness is not the concept / thought it knows. A thought / concept cannot objectify awareness without turning awareness into an object known, which it is not. Is really how it plays out. Yes, really.

You cannot know awareness because you are awareness one without a second. No human being will survive it’s own awakening. One must imagine one is very happy about that.

Higher consciousness says… I see dead people. Medium consciousness says… I see living people. Lower consciousness says… I see other people.

The will to live is obvious because the alternative is a zero will to live.The will to live therefore is predominantly more favourable than the alternative. But also, it’s not like the born has any other choice but to live since their birth was choiceless.

Relative words or ideas ascribed to the absolute is absurd.

Exact image of what, exactly?

Where am I at?

Reflections know nothing.

Certainly not found in an image.