None of This is True
None of what I write is the truth.
I’m thinking, then writing, to inspire you to think. Maybe write back.
But thinking never arrives at the deepest truth. The deepest truth is unknowable by the mind. Using the mind to find it is folly. You can’t think your way to the divine.
Maps are useful approximations of terrain - simplifications, lower-resolution versions of reality. They help us navigate to new places if we make the effort to travel there. A map with enough resolution to replace the terrain would be as big and complex as the terrain itself, and therefore useless.
Thoughts and conceptualizations are always lower-resolution approximations. Making them accurate enough to replace direct experience would require complexity beyond the mind’s capability. The mind is a subset of reality and can never contain it. But thoughts can help us navigate if we focus our efforts on direct experience.
One of my teachers suggested the right proportion of thinking is about 25% of the time, devoting the remaining 75% to direct experience. Certain practical thinking is necessary - designing a rocket, deciding what to eat for dinner.
Philosophical thinking as a search for the deepest truth is closer to art than data. It may inspire a feeling, open a doorway to direct experience. But it will never be truth itself.
Reality is as insubstantial as a dream. Spontaneously self-arising, then immediately gone. A moment that can only be experienced directly with the clear light of conscious awareness.
Don’t attribute too much solidity to these writings. Or to me. Or to yourself. None of this is true.