A memory popped up yesterday of something that happening when I was 18 years old. I had totally forgotten about it. I was on a beach with my then boyfriend Dougie. We were off our heads on magic mushrooms. There, standing on that beach looking out to sea, it suddenly became clear that all was a story. I turned to him and said something like; "Dougie everything is a story, none of it is real. I am going to tell you this every few years. All I am going to say is, 'The Story' an
There is no non duality There is only this There is no this There is only life There is no life There is only nothing There is no nothing There is only everything There is no everything There is only freedom There is no freedom There are only the horns of a hare.
Time doesn't exist it is a formless concept, we can't know it, touch it or see it as it just isn't there. The human brain cannot make sense of the formless so it compensates for it by packaging it up into a knowable form. In terms of time the brain constructs a linear space where all appearances occur in a timeline, a story. The human brain tries to make sense of its environment and it has done this by inventing time and a self who perceives this time . It then puts its inven