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Tension and spaciousness.....not in opposition.

Custodianship .........a silent non-volitional participation....

...bereft of the stain of possession.

Outcome simply unfolds... like breath.

No bother.

No burden.

As custodian and not as a claimant.....

...now what outcome can bother.

When there is no claim of ownership....

...of action, thought, result, identity......

.......what’s left to defend, fear, chase, or mourn?

As bare as breath bereft of the naming as breath.

As unclaimed as a ripple ....bereft of the idea of water.

Just the unlit theatre of seeming becoming(s)...

...where nothing ever opens the curtain.....

...and no one takes the final bow.

And so, the world appears as the dreamscape of the dreaming "me"........where the loved, the loathed, the lamp post, the devouring Black hole......the neighbourhood shopping Mall, a yonder Universe...
...projections not from the self, but as the self.

No audience.
No stagehands.
No script.

Each perception, each teaching, each doubt, each question or transcendence is authored and authenticated by this same sense of self......shapeshifting, self-referencing.

What is seen, heard, known....exists only in correlation with the presumed sense of a knower.

The "drama of myself"—a play directed, acted, watched, and critiqued by the same flickering formation.

A stage built on memory and imagined continuity, where the "I" arises not as a fixed beacon, but a recursive echo folding into its own imagined silhouette.

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A desire, irrespective about what, is an arising, persisting thought of so.
Freedom from desire is not in the avoidance or suppression of the arising/persisting thought.
For that is the same game.
Freedom from desire is the complete absence of any sense of compulsion....to satisfy.