.jpg)
The denial of self belongs to the self. The thought “I am no one” is just the illusory "me" thinking it's no one. The illusion hides within its own negation, mistaking clever phrasing for disappearance. It even turns absence into something it can grasp, pretending to let go while still holding on. But absence cannot be possessed or realized—it comes only when the one seeking it vanishes. Since there is no one to begin with, the "me" is merely deceiving itself. There is no understanding, no arrival—only this: unclaimed, unmeasured, and free of anyone to know it or declare it.