Me and mine

Consciousness doesn’t have a mum and dad. It wasn’t born. It doesn’t die.

Never born, never died

As the dweller is not the dwelling, the soul is not the body. One is time-bound and limited; the other is timeless and free.

The first fact

Life is painful. This is the first fact, sounded at birth in groanings too deep for words. If I don’t know this, I’ll devolve into that most coarsened of figures—the pleasure seeker.

Deathless

Bodies come and go but the life that we are does not die.

The mystery of life

Nothing changes until something dies. Or, at the minimum, is definitively ended.