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"Beyond the Illusion: Discovering the Unchanging Essence Behind the Ever-Shifting Scenes of Life"

 



Welcome, dear friends.

We often view our bodies as mere vessels navigating the physical world. This perception can become so ingrained that we start to equate our very essence with the state of this vessel.

We might say things like, "I am sick," "I am hungry," "I am overweight," "I am weak." Instead, we could perceive the body as experiencing sickness or hunger rather than letting it define who we are.

But who are we really? Is our identity tied to our body, or is there something more profound at play? Who is aware when the body feels hungry or sick? Is it the body or something greater, perhaps the mind, that perceives these sensations?

And what about the mind? Can the mind be aware of its own thoughts, or is there something even more fundamental that observes the mind’s activity?

Since the mind is essentially a process of thoughts, can one thought be aware of another thought? It seems that consciousness is the entity aware of the mind’s operations. Thus, while the mind observes the body’s activities, consciousness observes the mind.

The body is just a transient appearance, a fleeting projection on the vast screen of consciousness. It’s a temporary manifestation, constantly shifting and evolving, but it does not define the core of who we are.

Consciousness is like a shimmering movie screen where vibrant images swirl and sparkle, each moment a brief and dazzling display. Even though these images constantly flow and change, the screen remains a steady, impartial canvas—completely untouched and unaffected by the ever-shifting scenes it displays.

When the final credits roll, the screen remains pristine, unaffected by the stories and scenes it has shown. Without the screen, these images could never come to life. Similarly, without the body, the world would not unfold, and when the final act of the world concludes, so too does the body’s role.

Your body and the world are like scenes projected onto this ever-present screen of consciousness. As the scenes shift and transform, consciousness—the screen—remains constant and unaffected. It neither emerges nor fades away with these changes; it is ever-present, enduring beyond the fluctuations of birth and decay in both the body and the world.

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