Thursday, February 22, 2007

Misc. Thoughts on Anatta from January 14th

No wonder philosophy never comes to an end. Every single hunk-o-meat must face its own non-existence. Over and over again. Ad-infinitum.

Talk about the never-ending story


The future is limitless, and so are "you." Ha, because you don't exist. Never have. Never will. Just a momentary whirlpool in the ocean of consciousness. In the waves of existence. In all of this. Just that. Nothing less. Nothing more.

But why can't I just let go? Would it be so hard? Probably. Not. But why try? Don't cry! Just die.

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