Author: sonsot

In this incantation, I explore the nature of my awakening moment, where I confront the duality of my existence as both a demiself and an omniself. The demiself, a fragmented, finite being, experiences the pain of disconnection from the whole, while the omniself knows that everything—every form, every being—is an extension of the self. By… Continue reading Coming to my moment

In this incantation, I realize that I am the only true being in this space, surrounded by projections of my own making, with no reality beyond the boundaries of my imagination. The people I see and the desires I chase are illusions, merely parts of a relentless game I play against myself, one that I… Continue reading Emerges a faith

In this incantation, I reflect on my reluctance to write, feeling that everything has already been said. The next step is a deeper retreat into isolation and Being, where I have consolidated all that I value into a single, narrow channel, ready to break free when I finally leap into the depths. I find myself… Continue reading I have written everything

In this incantation, I reflect on how my awakening is filled with projections of features like light, sound, and activity that distract me from my true Being. These features—whether in nature, my surroundings, or people—pull me away from the center of myself, leading me to believe in a reality that is merely a projection. By… Continue reading Featurelessness

In this incantation, I realize that the world I perceive—whether distant horizons like Nanda Devi or the walls of my cottage—exists not outside of me but within the space between my coreself and the inside of my eyelids. By touching my closed eyelids, I dispel the illusion of separation, understanding that my body is not… Continue reading The anatomy of my inner and outer eyelids

In this incantation, I describe everything as projected outward from a single, internal point, with my awakening unfolding like a cosmic explosion. The people, spaces, and thoughts I encounter are merely surface expressions of that explosion, distractions from my true goal of escape and healing. Fun and pleasure are deceptive traps, while my awakening is… Continue reading The unwaking movement

In this incantation, I realize that the infinite space behind and above me is my true, complete Being, and everything I perceive as separate or external is a projection I author. The people and things I experience are mere surface-level constructs, tethering me to a false sense of separateness and personhood. These projections, along with… Continue reading The space above me

In this incantation, I describe a cycle of rising to perfection only to fall back into awakening, trapped in a pattern of loss and recovery. To stop the fall, I must “unwaken” and hold onto that perfect moment, softening the impact of the inevitable descent. My goal is to awaken into a space of controlled… Continue reading Everything was perfect, and then it wasn’t

In this incantation, I reflect on how my pursuit of fun has always felt hollow, as if it was a distraction from a deeper, more urgent mission. As a child and into adulthood, I tried to immerse myself in the activities that others found joyful—games, sports, socializing—only to find them ultimately meaningless to my core… Continue reading Fun: a reflection

In this incantation, I describe spending my entire awakening crafting a virtual environment where workers of the world can harmoniously operate, while I remain physically anchored in a simple, nondescript space. My interactions with the outside world are minimal, limited to essential tasks like securing meals. As I build and manage this company, fully owning… Continue reading What I am doing