Illusions dissipate like a fog of self-deception and you see the beauty of eternity and understand that you are immortal.Ĥ. You see the beauty in everyday life like an artist. That life is very beautiful, and only problems are ugly because they are inadequate. You see that this landscape is very beautiful, that eternity is beautiful. If you gaze for a long time out the window, into the dull landscape, with such a meditation on reality, lyrical romance. In the great web of illusions, you find only temporary self-deception.ģ.
But here amnesia intervenes which acts as a humane pain reliever from the past.Ģ. Collect all the experiences of life to collect yourself. If you could collect all the I you had in previous lives, you would understand your future, that in the future there is only emptiness of illusions. You are running in the samsara wheel like a sports treadmill. In reincarnation and the wheel of samsara, you seem to be cloned, split personality. You get pulled right back into it and it also means there’s a finality, somehow I always thought he would just walk up and say, ‘Here I am. I had temporary amnesia, I was asking my coaches why I was there and they would tell me, and I would ask them again why I was there.