Blog Post 6-25-25

It's the illusion of beingness that generates the feeling of a distinct "me" within the apparent human character. This "me" seems alive and autonomous, yet it also feels alone—cut off from the rest of what appears. And this sense of isolation only deepens the impression that someone is living inside. But without the illusion of beingness, there is no "me" to feel alive or alone. What remains is simply the absence of separation—because there never was one to begin with. The human character still appears, yet the sense of there being a "me" inside was only ever a dream.

Blog Post 6-18-25

A seeker often imagines itself trapped inside a dream and searches endlessly for a way out. But the dream of "me" is already vacant—there is no one living inside it. Every attempt to leave the dream only adds fuel to a sense of imprisonment. This loops endlessly, sustained only by the false notion that the self can escape itself. But there is no center, no dreamer, no escapee. When the dream of being trapped falls away, so does the illusory "me" that was never there in the first place. What’s left is simply this—free of grasp, untouched by effort, and bound by nothing at all.

Blog Post 6-11-25

The illusion of presence brings with it the sense of someone being here—situated within a body, surrounded by a real world. Virtual reality merely simulates that structure, shifting the illusion from here to there. But both rest on the same foundation: the false sense that there is someone who is present somewhere. Whether the apparent setting is physical or digital makes no difference—what appears is still just appearance, and the one felt to be within it is only a dream. All location is imaginary, and all presence is illusory. There is no one here, and no one there—only this, inhabited by no one.

Blog Post 6-4-25

The illusory sense of awareness gives rise to the feeling that this appearance is being seen or experienced by someone. Simultaneously, this generates a sense of duality, as though there were a split into what appears and a witness to perceive it. Yet no such separation ever happens—there is no observer standing apart, no vantage point from which this is viewed. Nothing needs to be seen, and no one is seeing it. There is only this empty appearance—arising for no one, belonging to no one, and appearing to no one at all.