In my mind images arise and disappear, and only memory gives them continuity, and my memory is unreliable, destructible, perishable, transient. On such flimsy foundations I build a sense of personal existence - vague dreamlike "ME". This vague feeling "me" obscures the changeless state of pure awareness and makes me believe that I'm born to suffer and die.
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