That which is has been seen.

The character reappears. She seems to realize that, for periods of time, her position is being annihilated and, in those moments, she doesn’t exist.

She pushes forward in an attempt to regain authority. She claims the seeing as something she made happen. She generates fear that something learned will be forgotten; that something must be done to hang on; that the map to the treasure will be lost.

The unending cascade of thoughts is watched. The frenzy, the emotions, and the feelings roll by and on to oblivion… these too are watched.

None of it is true.


Human Jukebox

The character is like a jukebox. Press a button and the program searches the files (the past) for what to play. Let’s say someone pressed one of your buttons and for a few moments, your character was off and running.

Thoughts cascading, interpretations being made, anger being felt. No control over any of it, then… it was over. Time to deconstruct.

A person, the character, the conversation, and the thoughts are appearances. Oneness forming itself into and expressing itself, temporarily, in a variety of forms. Some seemingly tangible (people) and intangible (conversation and thoughts).

Neither your character nor the other person had any control over the thoughts that had arisen, words spoken, actions taken, and any feelings that were felt.

Who was there to feel anger? No-one. At whom was the anger directed? No-one. Where was the anger located? Nowhere. Where were the thoughts that formed themselves into feelings located? Nowhere. Who had the conversation? No-one.

In short, nothing happened.


Surgeon writing down some operation notes

I am alive, I exist, and I am present. I also know that I am alert and awake… awake as in conscious and not asleep in my bed.

How do I know this? Breathing, heart beating, aware of the sensations being captured by the senses, thoughts arising then dissolving.

Notice all the I’s above…

Without the I, how is it known that breathing, sensing, thinking and all the rest are happening? There’s an awareness of it. For example, there is silence then a sound emerges out of that silence and it is noticed, there’s an awareness of the sound.

“being” is a synonym of the word “existing”… Existing, alert, alive, awake (conscious), aware, present… these words are often bundled into the phrase “sense of being” or “sense of aliveness”.

Has there ever been a time when the sense of being/aliveness was not present? During the first seven months of 2011, I had a rare but benign tumor removed; a hysterectomy, and a hernia repair. Two of those surgeries required general anesthesia. While on the operating table, each anesthesiologist told me to count backwards from 10. The next thing of which I was aware, was waking up in the recovery room. While I was under, there was no sense of being. The body breathed, the heart beat and all the rest of it without the presence or need of an I.

While there is a recollection of the idea of being under anesthesia, there is no memory of any content occurring while I was under.