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The stories about reality
So it's pretty obvious that stuff happens here. However, a belief in a thought changes the reality of the situation from 'your' perspective which leads to delusion lol like wars, poverty, hatred, anger, possesiveness, etc etc etc. This belief in a thought is there because of the belief that who you are is something in particular, which is generally the body and all the stuff that happens with it. Therefore, because you believe yourself to be the body you believe yourself to be the thoughts (logic) that help the body to survive which makes sense. However, we're not the body or the thoughts or whatever that comes with it. We're really nothing in particular or if you want to look at it another way we are everything. The body is just an experience vehicle. So is all suffering really just made up stories of what's actually happening? A simple mis-identification? Is it really that simple? Aren't we all just perpetuating our own confusion due to the fact that we can't face who we actually are? (Which can't be said in words cause it involves everything lol, call it emptiness, god, awareness, whatever happens here somethings aware of it)
It's really funny when you realize this.. lol hahaha
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I'm not sure what sort of reading or guidance to suggest to you. Maybe someone a little more experienced can offer some advice.
I'd think that in regards to the truth of the matter, a murderer is the same as someone who doesn't murder. However, when you're not identified with anything a natural compassion arises so it takes the body on the right track to help others no one's really doing it though lol life is ridiculous if you put it into words
Not getting caught up in stories, but living freely and fully in each moment, is the goal.
Certain triggers come but it's not interested anymore in the drama. Good feelings, bad feelings, pain, sensations, love, not love.. it all happens within one's presence.. who you actually are really doesn't mind or judge. It's a magnificent play, one is already liberated yet clings to their suffering as a means of identification. Or rather simply tries to find themselves in a specific phenomena, instead of realizing, intuitively, they're actually the whole thing.