Let it be...
My mind began to race... why? How? And then followed the implications. Have I died, in the future, and I've come back to be as close as I can to the one I love? More disturbing implications followed. The most concerning part - why would I not be with her? Whenever she is? Did I die in the past? Was that from a reality that I'd made a poor choice, and did not ever wake up?
Or... is this from the future? Is this "ghost" something that I'd generated so that I could remotely view my past? I was concerned about one thing: Where is she? Why would I not be with her? Why would I come back to "now," to see her? Why not just be with her then? When ever that is?
332211 said:along the way, on his journey, he will have missed them because leaving them did not remove the attachment to them.
after "his" insight experience "he" knew "he" did "the right thing".
for me the puzzle is coming together as well. language is "the prison" and
all we can perceive of the world are concepts that we indirectly perceive via
language.
this is why one can philosphy for lifetimes and will never be completely free.
language is the last barrier to be overcome, if *the self*(?!) dies, language dies
and the prison door swings open.
if anybody says "i got it" he just jumped right back into it...
Let it be...