(...something personal...) When i look at it, it's such an intricate story. A story. There are no other people. What is this 'me' that needed to be special?? It's a phantom. Not even anything. Made up. It's not important to be special because there is no separation. Trying to untangle bs in the dream is ridiculous. Move out of the dream. See that the dream isn't real. A person, and his problems, is not. The question is, do we feed the story, or stop holding on to it.
I don't think as much about my stories as before, but some situations cause a reaction. Those, I feel helpless against, but most of all very scared. But what am I real afraid of? Feeling a couple of feelings that I've felt many times before (and lived to tell about it)? Is that so bad? Making a fool of myself in front of other non-existing entities? I don't exist, they don't exist. That's the truth of the situation. In fact, what's better for me than letting this ego suffer? Not caring about such nonsense is true freedom. When you really let go of all pride, that's true lightness. When you know that it's no longer 'you' anything happens 'to'. Why is the situation with this character important at all? There is no doer of doings. This poor little guy got the rules all wrong. No wonder why he's confused. He thinks the world is real. He thinks it matters what happens to him. I'm not separate from anything. Everyone is me. My worst enemy is me. The beggar on the street is me...
I felt such compassion for this gypsy couple I saw on the street. About 50 years old, having found some cardboard boxes to sleep on for the night. Man and woman, 50 years old and sleeping together on the street in the pouring rain a cold night. They looked like very nice people. You could see the goodness in their eyes. The world is a brutal place. I remind myself that they don't exist. That's a relief. Some might say it's an escape to think like that. I guess it is, but it's an escape from a bad dream - a false dream. Noting wrong with thinking clearly. Nothing wrong with letting go. I can still feel love for everyone I see, but nothing is any longer 'wrong', 'unfair', 'terrible'. I feel plenty of love for people. But why not think clearly as well? Truth is good. For me, that's self evident.
It's right to let go. It's natural. I say that partially because I don't view death as 'bad'. If every person in the world were rescued, and each had three or four kids, the world would become pretty crowded. It's insanity. I think that we might be past the point of no return. Don't really care though. It is what it is. But the blindness to it - still prioritizing people over the the thing that makes life even possible. Death is denied so much that the whole planet will become inhabitable. Death is fine as long as it's every life form other than Homo sapiens. Where did we get the idea that human life is sacred? (We don't care if someone truly lives, just that they have a pulse.) I don't have any solutions or even care, but human stupidity has no limits. But it brings me back to the truth - there are no people. Nothing controls whether or not this party comes crashing down. No one to blame, no one to be the hero either. We'll see what happens. (I don't think overcrowding is a problem that needs to be solved or even should be solved - how would you even do that? It's more about the fact that it is reality and we pretend it's not.)
It's easy to get sucked into debates with body-mind organisms that appear 'stupid'. But that's just another layer of the onion. Accept that most (all) people are driven by emotions. Accept that they walk in flock. Accept that they're stupid. Accept that they won't listen to reason. Accept that they won't argue fair. Accept that they're not looking to find a solution, they only want to 'win'. That's ego for you. Marvel at it. Play by the rules. These are the rules, play with it and have fun, or be: ...stupid yourself. Maybe a bit smarter than most, but being bitter = being stupid. Easy to fall into traps, but nonduality is true for everything, not just for bits and pieces of reality.