"Once you realize that there is nothing in the world,
which you can call your own,
you look at it from the outside as you look at a play
on the stage,
or a picture on the screen, admiring and enjoying,
but really unmoved.
As long as you imagine yourself to be something tangible
and solid,
a thing among things,
actually existing in time and space,
short lived and vulnerable,
naturally you will be anxious to survive
and increase."
-An expressing through the Beedi Dude.
(Nisargadatta)
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Each and every issue that occupies attention
….can be traced back to, or involves the durational appearing in time…
..
. the biological, conditioned, psycho-somatic sentient object…
….. held to be oneself.
And the object by itself has no issue….. being attuned to respond…
…. perfectly, appropriately, completely.
So who has the issue?
Where is the issue… any issue…
.. irrespective of the content of the issue…
.. anchored?
Is it in the ……..“ held to be oneself”?
The unraveling resolution of this “held to be oneself”…
…whatever be the prevailing sense of the identity…
….. whether biological, earthly, extra –terrestrial, alien…
…..whatsoever……
…..and as the dude on the altar, popularly
known as Christ murmured……
…it is finished.
The finished caterpillar ......
......is the flitting butterfly.