The Illusion of I
The sensation of “I” as a lonely and isolated center of being is so powerful and commonsensical,
and so fundamental to our modes of speech and thought,
to our laws and social institutions,
that we cannot experience selfhood except as something superficial in the scheme of the universe.
If you awaken from this illusion
and you understand that black implies white,
self implies other,
life implies death
(or shall I say death implies life?),
you can feel yourself –
not as a stranger in the world,
not as something here on probation,
not as something that has arrived here by fluke -
but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolutely fundamental.