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Are you what you observe, or are you the observer?
Are you the tea pot, or the one who sees a tea pot?
Are you your body, mind, and emotions, or are you the one that is aware of them?
Are you your thoughts, or are you the observer of your thoughts?

Who is it that wants dinner?
Who is it that wants recognition?
Who is it that wants excitement?

Without a body, with the body’s mind, without the body’s emotions, what remains?
What is left is consciousness and your memories stored in consciousness.

When you, consciousness, leave your body behind, you’ll notice you have no needs, no wants, no desires.  You don’t need dinner, don’t want recognition, don’t desire excitement.

What does that say about you as a consciousness?

If consciousness has no needs, wants, desires, why does consciousness take on a body?  Is consciousness exploring its potential?  Does it need, want, desire to explore its potential?  

I don’t know how or why it happened, but I realized I was conscious.  I became aware that I had a body, mind, emotions, needs, wants, desires.  I was three years old, and there was lots of things going on that I was conscious of, and I also realized I had not given a thought to what had been going on for the last three years.  You could say I woke up when I was three years old and I had a lot of questions about what the hell is going on.

Sometime way later, I left my body and was just conscious somewhere out in outer space and I had no needs, wants, desires.  I had memories, could conjure up things, visualize things, imagine things, but had no desire to do so.  Everything I imagined was old hat, familiar, and just reorganizing them  to look new, but not really new, was boring.  So I just stayed where I was, wherever the hell that was, and just existed without a thought and with no compulsion to think or do anything.  NOW WHAT?

Maybe the words, need, want, desire are not accurate.  Thus, saying that I had no needs, wants, desires being just a consciousness is not accurate.  After awhile of not existing, not being aware of anything (similar to deep sleep) I came out of that, and was again aware of nothing, however, I kind of felt weird being conscious and not doing anything.  I began to wonder about the very nature of consciousness.  What the hell is it?  What is consciousness?  Obviously it’s just a word.  

Consciousness as a state of being, as energy itself doing its polarity nature, evolving into forms, more and more complex until it creates other forms, self-aware minds, localized consciousnessess, like me chilling in space.  Regardless of the science, or lack of it, meaning, words of explanation, I continued to sit in space, mindlessly pursuing nothing, falling in and out of consciousness, one minute aware I was a ware of nothing, and then not being aware (as in sleep) not knowing that I even exist, until suddenly, I was back.

Alright, what the hell, on with the show.  What’s next, I asked of no one.  Then I sensed a voice.  It said, “think of something or you’ll be bouncing back and forth, in and out of consciousness, forever, or, until you, as an individual energy-form conscious, are no long individual.”  

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