The Illusion of Suffering

"There are three of me today," I said as I woke-up from a dream. I was saying it while waking, and still repeating it, as though this message had to be remembered. It happened again, one morning before attending to a gathering, I woke-up saying, "There are five of me today."

Each time you are made conscious of who you are, how many "yous" are there? I find it ironic, but true. You may have read this long before your eyes attempted to read these words. Which you was that?

In a poem I was recently inspired to write, "Time passed me by before I knew what time it was;

Time passed me by before time was."

You sometimes have a knowingness that the one you love, you have known before. And you sometimes have a knowingness that the one you meet you have met before, or a knowingness that you may have had a certain conversation you are having in the past, etc. These knowings are no coincidences. Things do happen outside of time, or in a timeless time. And so, which you was it that had that knowing? The you that now reads these words is busy processing what they mean. There might be a you that knows very well what they mean, and so on...

This message is simple, appearing like mere play on words, simple and ironic, but far reaching and life altering. This message puts into perspective a certain angle by which one might contemplate the very important question of "Who am I?" Because here, one may ask, "Which you is asking?"

Some days you wake-up with an angry you. Some days you wake-up with a you in love. Some days you wake-up with a divinely inspired you, and each one in its respective manners, postures, and positions in the entire cosmos reveals to you some aspect of who you are.

Can we bring all these "yous" into a coherent whole? Can you deny one, punish the other, etc. and still understand the story whole? How do we find the coherent whole "I" with all this "stuff" about us; hate, love, jealousy, suppression, chaos, stress, etc.?

Some say they love you and change their minds rather quickly. Some say they love you, and they are the very special kind that don't just say these words, and they also very radically disown you. Some say they love you and stand by you. Who you are and who they are in such times that you experience this great love reveals much about the nature of that love.