All that you consider true is false
Who are you?
If you are honest you will say that you do not know, but that you are not your name, not your body, not your religion and so on, until you will remove yourself totally from life and say
“I am consciousness”
or some other non sense
and you will then go further and remove your self even from “I am”, you will be the space between the words, void, absolute, unknowable, “pure consciousness”
Try to find the source of your discontent, your unhappiness, you will find it in your belief that you have some kind of separate condition, some special identity, some independent existence.
Where on earth did you get that idea?
Can you survive for more than a few minutes without oxygen, a few days without water, a couple of weeks without food, a second without your heart beating away to pump blood around your body?
Without gravity how long would you last?
Or is a spacesuit “you” as well?
What is your skin except the outer protective layer of your space suit?
What are your muscles but a way of moving you about?
And what are your organs but the self regulating system of your space suit?
So, why do you believe you are your space suit, when not a single part of it is “You”?
What is your mind but the intelligent operating system of the space suit, the on board computer, designed to keep it functioning and free from harm until the end of the mission?
What is your sense of self but a piece of program code that enables the space suit to function as a whole and to carry out the tasks set for it?
You are a piece of hardware with a software operating system with a sense of its own integrity.
When you get a sense of how the operating system works, a bell rings.
You have no idea how you got here or how long you will stay or what your mission is.
Is there anything else?
That you can be sure of ?
You are not even sure that your whole life is not a dream.
Have I gone too far?