When consciousness decides to leave the body, to drop the whole mind/body apparatus, it does so spontaneously. No meetings are convened, permissions sought or variables examined. A breath goes out and doesn’t return.
Man has two servants—mind and body. Occasionally, they become a bit unruly, rebellious even. According to legend, Bodhidharma, frustrated at body’s unwillingness to stay awake during marathon mediations, cut off its eyelids.
Sure, analysis has its place but Mind can’t love. Love is an action.
It’s in the nature of the mind to misunderstand things. Knowing’s not thinking.
What we call the human person is a 50 trillion-celled constellation of habits and memories. When these go, so does the person.