Myself Pushed Out
I Am Saturday, May 4, 2024, 7:15 AM. I will try to clear up the confusion, but actually, the confusion is what makes the illusion work. As I take off the garment of myself, I don’t see myself as becoming another being. I don’t go from being myself to being a Greater Self. When form fades, all constructs dissolve. I have to be the human I believe I am in order to believe that anything else exists. In this life-story, I am me and if I successfully eliminated me, this story would end. It would probably be very much like a dream to The Consciousness. For some duration, Consciousness would still be reflecting on the illusory experiences had while I was me, but it is not necessary to maintain the thoughts I had as me; all thoughts are things and clinging to one thought makes it harder to play a different role. “I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before.” ~ Philippian