So I don’t move, I’m being moved; I don’t do, I’m being done; I don’t breathe, I’m being breathed; I don’t think, I’m being thought. There is no me. There’s nothing real about it. When you realize that there’s no such thing as a self or an other, you realize that all human relationships are reflections in the mirror. It’s not you that people like or dislike; it’s their stories of you. They aren’t attacking you or leaving you; they’re attacking or leaving who they believe you are. What does any of that have to do with you? You’re their projection, just as they are yours. Realizing this makes it
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