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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 5:39 am
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The only thing that is real is what we perceive through our senses. All the things we associate with those perceptions are imaginary. Sound is real. "Good" sound or "bad" sound is imaginary.What is real? What is imaginary? How can you tell the difference?
In a mechanical sense the brain controls the body. It receives inputs and reacts to these inputs with a series of actions. There are apparently some parts of the brain that when they work together create a "virtual reality" that give the illusion of control, but then it does whatever it wants anyway. For instance I feel like I decided to write this message, but as I was writing I suddenly decided to get some coffee. I feel like a made a choice, but I could not tell you when, how, or why.Who or what controls the body? Do 'you'? If not who does?
This is a more difficult question for me. It is apparent that direct experience can cause thoughts. It is also apparent that "I" often think about direct experience. So there is a sort of causal relationship in some cases. Of course the are the thoughts that are like waves washing in and out regardless of reality. I'll give you an example to maybe make it more clear: Before I was awake I would sometimes watch kids shows with my son, where they would play some "crappy" kids music. Later my brain would replay this music over and over. It used to bother me that I couldn't shut it off. Yesterday when my brain started playing some of this music, for the first time it was enjoyable in a way. I didn't have to stop it. I didn't want to stop it. It just was. It wasn't playing to me, it was me.What's the relationship between direct experience, and thoughts?
Not a me separate from my brain and body. Not a me that was in control of anything or directed anything. The only me that ever was, is the me that's still here, flesh and bones.1) Is there a 'me', at all, anywhere, in any way, shape or form? Was there ever?
For as long as I can remember, up until the liberation, I felt as if "I" were something special. It was as if a little guy in my brain behind my eyes was controlling things. That little guy was the "true" me. I had a body that I controlled and I had a brain that did my bidding. As far as I was concerned there was a self that was not of this body or even this world. This feeling continued even after I began practicing Buddhism. I read about no self, chanted about no self, and even conceptualized no self, but deep inside I could not shake the feeling that there was a me directing it all. I continued trying to achieve stuff even in meditation. I felt out of kilter. This "me" or self took a lot of stuff personally and created a lot of suffering and anger on my part and for my family at times.2) Explain in detail what the illusion of separate self is, when it starts and how it works.
It was at first amazing. Liberating. Freeing. Then it was ordinary. I woke up the next day and changed a dirty diaper and drove into town. I still loved my kid the same, I still kissed my wife good morning the same. School is the same, friends are the same. The only difference is that I'm awake for it all.3) How does it feel to see this?
Well, It hasn't happened yet. Even my wife, when I told her, just smiled and said yeah right. Other than this board and her, I haven't really mentioned to anyone. Nor have I felt any need to yet.4) How would you describe it to somebody who is very interested, but has never heard about this illusion.
I really don't remember. I was following along on an old liberation (I had several open in different tabs). Honestly I thought the technique was a little silly at first. Too simple to work. At one point the guide asked the person to do something, look for something, or point at something. I did, and pow! there it was in all it's glory... emptiness. When I "came to", I closed my browser. Realized that the koan I've thought about for months was painfully obvious and then sat on the couch and smiled. I wish I had more, but that's it.5) What was the last bit that pushed you over, made you look?
Either the illusion of a self or my physical body, whichever makes more sense in context. I'm writing these between science classes and studying.6) When you say "I", what are you referring to?