You are not finite psycho-physical beings but are something quite apart. You are the undying substratum of all of phenomena, the very ground of existence, the frozen consciousness brooding on itself, wrapped in reflective mode, a whole, unbounded spherical mass of freedom upon whom floats the universe like the Hanging Gardens of Babylon. But when the Self witnesses itself, the universe is gone, and when the panorama of light and shade returns, the Self has hidden itself as the very appearance in multifarious forms. There is but one ever, the Self in its non-dual absolute existence and the Self in its appearance as the world [universe of relativity]. The realised soul never is deluded but perceives the One as the One, in the One and in the Many. Om !
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