A story about a roller-coaster called separate self

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Some thoughts I’ve been channeling lately:

It seems to me that life is a roller coaster, and the only way off of the roller-coaster is to realize that it never ends, and it goes for all eternity. If I can see that I am eternal and infinite, there ceases to be an “I” and just an “All” exists.

But this roller coaster is sneaky and sticky AF. In talking about it, I’ve committed myself to another ride on the imaginary roller-coaster. Posting about spirituality is part of the roller-coaster.

Waking to what Buddhists call Nirvana, is realizing it is a dream, choosing to unreact as the coaster goes UP and DOWN. Each day we might say “the roller-coaster that is the delusion of a separate self is not worth my attention, I’ll just focus on love and service and act as if all things are an eternal and infinite One” And each day we do this, it is like a little bit of a tall mountain is eroded by rainfall. When the mountain is gone, we awaken to blissful unity.

In practical terms, I cling to things like drugs, alcohol, food, sex, and more, thinking that they help me ride the roller coaster. After countless lives, the drugs, alcohol, food, sex, and more actually have created the roller coaster in the first place, not the other way around. It is only in backing out of this delusion that freedom is found.

But the delusion is not evil. It’s just a game. The lonely All splits into countless “separate” beings like a game of cosmic peek-a-boo. Hi there reader named All, this is the writer named All, *wink wink*

Haha. Weeeeeeee!! 🎢🤣

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