So I know that there is no self, that anything that is there pretending to be anything is an illusion, but what prevents me (the me that isn't there, is it the me that still thinks it is something?) from just being that? Is it the false self? I mean I saw it or I saw what I am (or really am not) so I can't not know it. I can only pretend not to know it or forget not to know it. Or could it be that because I'm constantly surrounded and bombarded by illusions that would tell me otherwise and could not accept what I know? I guess what I'm asking is what is separating me again from what I saw was actually true?
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