It’s “mind-blowing” to directly see the tricks and games the brain/mind plays to perpetuate itself as a separate and distinct entity where none exists.
Shockingly, there is no path to traverse…where would it lead? And for who? And for what? This is…what is…an uncaused, spontaneously appearing impersonal consciousness playing and dreaming an illusory and relative dreamscape as itself. Paradoxically…seeking appeared and searching unfolded in the dreamscape of the anita character as she explored the longings in her heart for Truth, for what is.
There is nothing or no one to attain, to become, to achieve…these beliefs are illusory concepts of an illusory brain/mind struggling to claim and assert a separate self where none can possibly exist.
As the Anita character, what remains, if anything could remain, is the dreamscape appearing as life. Anita no longer has internal reference points…just raw perceptions appearing as forms and formlessness across an uncaused and spontaneously appearing infinite ocean of impersonal consciousness. The personality traits and preferences of the Anita character are mostly still in play, even heightened, and are now seen as impersonal consciousness playing as as its own dreamscape.
Emptiness is nowhere and everywhere and yet a profound intimacy and compassion embraces the character, the empty fullness, and unconditional love and compassion radiate as appearances. There is no ability to be inside nor outside of what is. No-thing-ness appears as the illusory every-thing-ness as a seamless, edgeless, undivided spontaneous and uncaused dreamscape.
Anita’s human emotions seem to appear, even super-heightened, as is apparent when she appears. Her quirky personality is projected as the illusory Anita character…no escape, no eternity, nothing remains. Remain and remaining are concepts of the split-mind that lives and plays in the imaginary land of time and space.
If you’re living in bliss and nirvana then by all means enjoy these states of the split-mind as they are simply a few of the thousands of expressions and states of mind in the split-mind’s bag of tricks…ultimately as projections of impersonal consciousness. There has never, ever, been a personal or separate identity as a self, as the experiencer of these states. Nor has there been any distinct states of mind, only the labeling of phenomena and noumena by a misperceiving brain/mind believing itself to be a personal self.
Unfortunately, many seekers are caught up in the bliss and nirvana movement and are calling these exquisite feelings “enlightenment” or “realization.” Of course, these appearances of “enlightened” folks are unfolding within impersonal consciousness too… but there is zero possibilities for realization or enlightenment for any individual — there are no individuals – only impersonal consciousness dreaming a dream as itself.
How does a separate person reach enlightenment or realization? It’s ridiculous to think an illusory self in an illusory world can become anything, much less become substantial, true, or otherwise solid…though many enjoy drinking the new age kool-aid, wearing robes, beads, and creating spiritual names while singing kumbayaa. And this too is appearing as the perfection of what simply is.
The few seeing the illusion of the illusion mostly laugh and cry, embracing the tenderness and ache of nothingness appearing as an empty everythingness as a dreamscape. What can be added or taken from an illusion or a dream?
Stillness, aloneness, aliveness, and amazement…and a loving sorrow are felt textural expressions of impersonal consciousness, but these do not flow through substantive individual humans. Emotions, sensory sensations, and the projected brain/mind also appear as impersonal consciousness creating the illusion of reality. There is no way out… what is is illusory, but isn’t it just amazing how real, and tangible what is appears to be?
The paradox of what is is overwhelming to pilgrims attempting to comprehend. No individual preferences. Who is there to prefer? What is preferring? Yet preferring spontaneously appears, to nothing or no one in particular as impersonal consciousness. The illusory character appears to have preferences but impersonal consciousness projects the illusion of all.
How else can an uncaused, edgeless, choiceless, centerless, spontaneously arising impersonal consciousness experience Itself as self and other unless it dreams 7 billion interesting characters in a dreamscape of separation?
What remains? What could possibly remain or not remain in an illusion? There is nothing to add, nor nothing to remove, how could there be? This is…what is...as edgeless, fullness, seamless, center-less, choice-less, uncaused emptiness… and yet it appears as embodied illusory beings through which impersonal consciousness dances as forms and formlessness.