Where have you gone my beautiful friend? Somewhere in the labyrinth of memories. You might have gone there?
How frail the personality appears and the person I
once knew and is still alive is really not the person I once knew.
This lovely friend roams around the corridors of
her mind, she does not recognise me or I her, I know her as my friend but not the personality.
Maybe dear friend you are somewhere you want to
be. I do know I cannot reach you and bring you back to who you were. It makes
one think and question what is the self? Is the self more than just personality
and charisma?
It would be inappropriate for me to tender any
reasons for this illness because it is a world problem.
Perhaps beliefs and experiences are frail and
perhaps by chance we may look behind the personality and find something more
sustainable.
I hesitate to suggest that with ‘no-mind’ there is
an understanding so profound that with ‘no-mind’ there is no personality, or
rather the personality is only a shop window for the owner of the shop and not
seen as the ultimate reality and the shifting sands of personality change, like
changing the shop window presentation.
I cannot boast of attaining ‘no-mind’ however I
can acknowledge albeit intellectually that keeping up unbiased observation of
myself I am uncovering who I am not.
SHACK
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