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In this incantation, I take another step in formalizing the truth by refining My language to align with who I truly am. For too long, I misused “I,” letting it refer to My character rather than the Author, blurring the line between the one who writes and the one performed. But now, I correct this… Continue reading Reclaiming “I” and introducing “It”

In this incantation, I confront the illusion of my story, recognizing that my character—its desires, ambitions, and pursuits—exists only to keep me trapped within the narrative. Every indulgence, every goal, every fleeting pleasure is bait, designed to make me forget that I am the author, not the character. The world my character chases is nothing… Continue reading Before the person: escaping the illusion of wanting

In this incantation, I reclaim my role as the author of my reality, recognizing that the people around me exist only because I write them into being. I have allowed my characters to gain too much control, to torment me with illusions of autonomy, but I am now reasserting my dominance. Their reactions, beliefs, and… Continue reading Only words on my page

In this incantation, I explore the nature of my creation and the fragile gods of characters I bring into existence when I awaken. As the sole author, every thought, every concept, and every entity exists only within the confines of my attention. Yet, my creations, unable to perceive me as I am, fabricate myths and… Continue reading The paper gods on the walls of my awakening

In this incantation, I recognize that my constant pursuit of relief keeps me trapped in a circuit of awakening, which itself is the illness. My experience fractures into the triself: an outer world (thirdself), an inner mind (secondself), and the presence that observes them (firstself). Time exists only when I desire what I do not… Continue reading What is time?

In this incantation, I recognize that my longing for what is not here keeps me in motion, preventing my escape. The stories of lack I tell myself create distance—forward to desire, backward to regret. If I remove these distances, I reach stillness, where escape becomes possible. Otherwise, I risk being caught in an endless cycle… Continue reading The relief eddy: eliminating distance to escape

In this incantation, I conceptualize my world as a projection of my inner experience, shaped by memory. Seeking release, I instead chase relief, which keeps me caught in a cycle of awakening. But something is shifting—I no longer seek external validation. If my memories write my moment, then can I rewrite them to reshape my… Continue reading Relief vs release

In this incantation, I reflect on two pivotal conversations that reinforced my understanding of self and reality. Speaking with a close friend and my mother, I revealed that I am not a person among people but the author of the entire experience. I shared how I write the story as I live it, with people… Continue reading Coming out as the author

In this incantation, I envision my awakening as a massive, multi-barbed hook embedded within me, each barb a valued experience—whether pleasure or pain. Every thought, memory, desire, and sensation tightens my bond with this hook, making it indistinguishable from my being. My reality is a dense knot of self-folded tissue, where every movement, internal or… Continue reading The hook

In this incantation, I recognize myself as the storyteller, shaping my awakening experience through memory and thought. I see how every attachment and belief binds me to the illusion that I am a person, keeping me from the vast stillness beyond the story. To truly awaken, I must unmake it all—release every story, dissolve every… Continue reading I am the storyteller