“What seems to be, is, to those to whom it seems to be, and is productive of the most dreadful consequences to those to whom it seems to be, even of torments, despair, eternal death.”
All words as concessions:
Can we say that mind is an image-machine, the game engine of life as we know it?
In ‘ignorance’ we limit ‘I am’ to ‘body-mind’.
In clarity we are aware that ‘I am’ aware of ‘body-mind-world’.
From the viewpoint of the thinking-mind ‘I am’ – Presence – is nothing, is empty, is valueless.
‘Making sense’ is the outer boundary of the me-bubble, like a cocoon, in which we grow and wake up again to our true identity as faceless, formless awareness.
The end of suffering.
“Happiness through peace of mind, in daily living, independent of circumstances.”
We can hope and believe whatever we wish, but what do I really know? What do I really want?