What is the payoff to comparing page counts?
I DONT KNOOO, I'M JUST INSECURE. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHAHHHHH
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Who gets fed [up]?
There are thought images of a someone, alright.
There's tension, unowned.
Thought:
"It bugs me so much, to have only blink-of-an-eye moments of seeing this (unowned nature)"
I can say for sure that there is a feeling of being fed up here.
When retracting into, ahm, relaxing and not finding a self, there regularly somes this self image, very much self-pittying, of someone "burdened". Very theatrical ego here.
Who is in ownership of it?
this one just feels intense in the body to try to answer.
left food has stuff to say.
Is it truth or lies in the body? Food or poison?
It expands and it feels like taking things out of my hand. There is no doubt of it being natural.
It is food for the soul, or what ever it is.
Yet there is such shying away from it / avoiding it..?
It's not "me" who is pulling away from it, but it happens. It's a rather stressed movement.
There's an assumption that
"If I could just do this practice right and focus right, I'd enter that space again." Forcefully almost.
Ah fuck this, I'm so done with myself.
That's a strange sentiment to write and mention, but it feels revealing.
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so, i wondered.
lets imagine, id find awakening, enlightenment, all that jazz, but never knew it.
that sort of feels complex.
there's something a bit sad about imaginening still seeking then, and still... still having this promise that I'm not done yet, there is something yet to attain. There is something of great value, that I just... have to... that is really important to be seen.
I would feel that if I gave up to early, that would be a great loss.
this might be very convoluted. it's hard for me to feel into and put into words.