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In this incantation, forgiving myself is not about reconciling with past actions, but about realizing that the essence of who I am exists solely in this moment. My memories are fabrications, distortions of reality that I choose to hold or release. Shame, regret, and guilt tied to these illusions have no bearing on my true… Continue reading Self-forgiveness

In this incantation, I seek to unwaken, to descend beyond the illusions of this dream-like life. Awakening, once thought of as a pursuit of truth, is revealed as a painful delirium that I must overcome. I recognize that all I see—the people, the world, the stories—are my own creations, mere projections of my momentary perception.… Continue reading Unwaken

In this incantation, my awakening is a fabric that I shape and distort with every desire and movement, creating the changes I perceive as my reality. I become lost in these changes, forgetting that I am their source, overwhelmed by the sequence of moments that blurs my truth. My desire fuels this movement, and my… Continue reading The persistent delusions

In this incantation, my awakening is the experience of existing in both an inner world of memories and an outer world of form, driven by an insatiable desire for something I cannot fully grasp. I am the creator of all the change I perceive, as my desires propel the movement of my thoughts, feelings, and… Continue reading My unawakening

In this incantation, the awakening is revealed as a self-authored story, one where the perceived self is merely a fictional character crafted by the true self before arriving. Every experience, every sensation is part of a narrative woven by the author—me. I am central to every aspect of this reality, shaping it with my perception.… Continue reading My awakening is a story I tell myself

In this incantation, I recognize that I am not bound by the characteristics of my eyesopen identity; when I close my eyes, I become my true, limitless self—an orb of pure energy. My body is merely a thin barrier, separating me from this boundless essence. The world I see, the people I meet, and the… Continue reading Identity

In this incantation, I awaken only to realize I have forgotten my true nature, and in my confusion, I begin to pretend to be something I am not. My singular desire to be whole and at peace splinters into countless smaller desires for things that distract me from my true self. These desires entangle me,… Continue reading The yearning: flesh, blood, and stories

In this incantation, the movement of my secondself, like a root system, creates the sensation of change in my thirdself, the foliage. I am stationary, but my secondself drifts away from my potent center toward impotent horizons, giving the illusion of movement through time. Memories and past events are not real; they are bubbles I… Continue reading My effervescent moment

In this incantation, nothing has happened, yet everything is happening now. My memories, rather than being recollections of past events, are sensations in my current moment. I exist perpetually in the present, with my experience moving backward as beliefs and projections emerge from my coreself, creating the illusion of time and events. The distortions I… Continue reading Visualizing my moment

In this incantation, I have reached a new level of divine detachment as I embrace my firstself perspective. I increasingly realize that everything in my awakening—the political characters, the company I’ve built, the employees and stakeholders—are mere projections I animate. Like the childhood “little guys” I once played with, their existence and actions depend entirely… Continue reading The toys are becoming boring