Blog Post 9-24-25

The illusory self imagines a split within what appears, as though life could divide itself to know itself. This illusion of duality creates the sense of an experiencer and what is experienced. But there is no inner observer, no outer reality—just this empty appearance without anyone at its center. The dream of “me” sustains the feeling of being here in relation to something else. Yet when that dream dissolves, there is no subject or object, no separation at all. There is only this empty appearance, seamless and whole, with no one apart to experience it.

Blog Post 9-17-25

The “me” clings to the idea of life as something fragile, shadowed always by death. Yet there is no possessor, no living self at risk of loss. Life is not personal, and death has no subject. The illusion of being creates the sense of someone alive, only to fear that this someone will die. But if no one is alive, who could ever die? Death is impossible, not because life continues, but because there was never a separate life in the first place. What remains is not survival or extinction—only this, appearing without a living or a dying self.

Blog Post 9-10-25

The sense of waiting suggests a presence anticipating change, progress, or fulfillment—a “someone” poised for what comes next. This anticipation fuels the illusion of a timeline and a self moving along it. Yet there’s no one here to wait, and nothing to wait for. When the illusion of a waiting self falls away, what’s left is not the fulfillment of expectation but the end of the one who held it. Without the illusory “me,” waiting itself disappears, leaving only the immediacy of what appears. This empty appearance is already complete as it is, without any trace of time or expectation.

 

Blog Post 9-3-25

The eyes seem to suggest a vantage point—a self situated within, gazing outward at what appears. Yet this sense of an inner observer is merely the illusion of being and awareness. There is no entity behind the eyes that sees or directs attention. Sight is neither possessed nor controlled; it is simply an aspect of this empty appearance, arising without a seer. Without the illusion of self, there is no inside or outside—no one within looking at a world beyond. Nothing stands apart to observe what appears; there is only this, already whole and completely undivided.