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Religion is self-indoctrination. Christianity, Buddhism etc. most religions enhance the idea of being a separate person looking for something outside. What is sought could be the grace of some imaginary god, the naive idea of afterlife in some kind of heaven, a better re-birth, enlightenment or nirvana. It's all making the seeker more enmeshed in the idea of a self and the achievement of some

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There is a fluidity to being when the idea of self is gone. This person is in constant change. You may see what 'I' look like, but you can never see 'me'. You may see a lump of flesh, thinking you know who this person is, but you have no idea about the awareness that make it possible for that lump of flesh to manifest. You have no idea that when you see 'me', you are actually looking at yourself.

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I am pure fiction. There never was a core to this being, this person never had a solid centre. The recognition of this is an amazing realisation that immediately frees you from the idea of being some-body, being some-thing. It's the end. It's death of the idea of the individual self. What is left is an unlimited expanse of being; totally free from any idea of past or future. All happens now - in

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The white cloud is adrift again. In this world things and conditions are in constant flux. This is the way it was supposed to be, there is no reason why, there is no need to even ask the question 'why?'. There is only the acceptance of life, the immersion in the flow of it. Resistance is futile and the only way is to surrender.The white cloud has left monastic life behind once more. The horizon

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