Neti, Neti.

I come then to realize that I am not this.
I am not this room.
I am not this body.
I am not these sensations.
I am not this emotion.
I am not that voice.
I am not this listener.
I am not this language.
I am not this consciousness.
I am not this person.
I am not this being.
I am not this dream.
I am not this reality.
I am not this eternity.
I am not this heat.
I am not this fire burning away the flesh.
I am not this uncertainty.
I am not this boredom.
I am not this confusion.
I am not this fear.
I am not these words.

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