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This piece you’ve written or shared is a deep, poetic contemplation on illusion, ego, and the nature of self—very much in the spirit of Advaita Vedanta, Zen, or non-dual awareness.
Let me offer a gentle reflection back, teasing out some of its wisdom and paradoxes:
🪷 The Core Insight:
"If life is an illusion, and there is no 'self', what is the point of being here?"
This is not a nihilistic question—though it might seem so at first. It’s a pointer to the limits of egoic inquiry.
The illusion asks: What is the point of the illusion?
Yet the very asking arises within the illusion. That’s the paradox you beautifully point out.
🫧 Ego’s Search for Meaning
"Who is seeking for points to be or not to be? Ahh! The 'ego-you'!"
The seeking itself is ego’s game:
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Wanting purpose.
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Hoping for control.
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Wanting life to deliver only pleasure, peace, or security.
But in non-dual seeing, these are the ripples, not the ocean. Ego is like a wave asking why the ocean moves.
🌊 Life "Life-ing"
"Life/Being simply IS... the very here & now..."
"...Be with the flow of Life Life-ing. Until its unknown mystery unfolds to itSelf—That 'You' are The Flow."
This is profound. There’s no separate “you” having an experience of life — there’s just Life appearing as you. Just This.
No controller. No fixed self. Only the appearance of separation, as part of the whole.
🕊️ The Invitation
So what’s the invitation here?
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Not to reject ego, or shame the seeker.
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But to notice the illusion of control, and soften around it.
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To recognize that even the question “what’s the point?” is part of the play.
And maybe, in that noticing... there’s a silent, wordless “Yes” to what is — even without a point, even without permanence.
🪞Final Mirror
This kind of writing doesn't need to be answered — it answers itself through being seen. But if you feel it stirring something in you, or want to unfold a line or paradox further, I’m here.
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