methylatedghosts
Can't brain. Has dumb.
You are talking about a consciousness that is evolving, is always on the move, forever changing. The consciousness I refer to is perfectly still. It is unborn, ungrown, deathless, changeless, absolute, formless. It cannot be encapsulated via form or concept. You talk about always moving toward a receding reality. That is not Reality, but it is Reality that is causing you to chase after it.
Perhaps the personality cannot be completely overcome, but it can be transcended, especially a personality immersed in Identification, or Waking Sleep.
There are two things: The notion of "I" and moving mind. As long as these two are working, there is the chasing after something. This is 'monkey mind', not because it is unintelligent, but because it jumps about like a monkey. Once these two have become quiet and still, what Zennists call 'Big Mind' then comes into play. Big Mind is obscured by the noise and neurotic activity of monkey mind. Anyone who is serious about playing the Master Game will have to address monkey mind before further progress can be made. It is part of the Enlightenment process, symbolized in Ten Bulls:
Ten Bulls
This also brings to mind waking life, where two women are conversing in a restaurant
It's such a strange paradox. I mean, while, technically, I'm closer to the end of my life than I've ever been, I actually feel more than ever that I have all the time in the world. When I was younger, there was a desperation, a desire for certainty, like there was an end to the path, and I had to get there.
I know what you mean, because I can remember thinking, "Oh, someday, like in my mid-thirties maybe, everything's going to just somehow gel and settle, just end." It was like there was this plateau, and it was waiting for me, and I was climbing up it, and when I got to the top, all growth and change would stop. Even exhilaration. But that hasn't happened like that, thank goodness. I think that what we don't take into account when we're young is our endless curiosity. That's what's so great about being human.
I think, gng, that perhaps you are limiting yourself by imagining that at some point you will have reached "it", that there will be a point at which you could not go further. That once you reach this point, you might say to yourself "here I am, I can stop looking because I've found it", when in fact other peaks in your landscape might be obscured by clouds...
Or something... What would I know?