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Becoming No-Thing

Meditator meditating in thought rested stillness Identity yet is and with it carries beliefs and concepts So sounds, images, light or subtle vibrations may manifest In the background there is our soft breathing and bliss humming Identity is yet the subject and myriad sensations the objects Then everything simply drops away and there is no-thing What is, is awareness self-aware, self-luminiscent Innate aliveness of Self without any attribute Being self-aware, awareness as such is complete There is no going or coming or doing to be done Choicelessly choosing to reactivate mind-body Pristine awareness self-aware pervades form Present simultaneously both here and 'there' Fully functional from fulcrum of detachment As nonchalant peacefulness so witnessing Let’s look at this quote from Ashtavakra Gita verse 20.3 “Where is Knowledge and ignorance? Where is “I”? Where is “this”? Where is “mine”? Where is bondage and liberation? Self has no attributes” 21-February-2023

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