We go to the movies to be, well, moved. To have a sensory experience. To feel, in orderly sequence, mad, glad or sad. To identify with a hero, repulsed by a villain. A soundtrack carries us along, like leaves on a river. When the movie ends, we leave the cinema and go home. Where the movie continues but the sense of watching it disappears.
When we die, we cease to identify ourselves with a body. We die before we die when we realize we are not the body. Then we are nobodies, the walking dead, absolutely fearless, radically normal.
No, we cannot stop thinking. Yes, we can stop identifying ourselves with our thoughts. The process of dis-identification begins when we check ourselves for gullibility, when we stop believing every thought we think.
There’s a commonly held belief that we’re merely bodies. What an extraordinary diminishment!
They say we come into the world with nothing. This overlooks the fact that we come with a body. Thereafter emerges a belief that we are the body. Here’s where the trouble starts.
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