New Audio excerpts from a private session between Alice and Nkosi. (Shared with their permission.)
“How can what’s not find anything? What seems to be the you is nothing… already. It’s nothing. So there’s just nothing looking for nothing.”
“That body doesn’t belong to anyone. So the one that claims to own the body is not there, cannot be found. We can look now, we can look for the one who claims to own the body and see if that one can be found… it’s not even there. So it’s just a ghost looking for nothing. Then what will be the end result? (laughs)”
“You’re not a character… you’ve never been a character. That character is just an appearance in you. The character is not judged… cuz there’s no character… there’s no judgment for nothing. Leave the character to do what it’s destined to do.”
“There’s no thinker of thoughts. There’s no you to think thoughts. Thoughts are just appearing. The thinker cannot be found.”
New Audio excerpts from a private session between Alice and Nkosi. (Shared with their permission.)
“What seems to be the me is trying to understand This thru words. But it will never understand this thru words cuz it’s not even there. Words themselves are limited. They can’t really describe This. But This doesn’t require any description. It’s so simple and obvious. It doesn’t require any word.”
“And even those labels and names are imagined. Even nothing is just a word… no word can describe This… This is beyond all words.”
What seems to be the me is trying to understand This thru words. But it will never understand this thru words cuz it’s not even there.
Words themselves are limited. They can’t really describe This. But This doesn’t require any description. It’s so simple and obvious. It doesn’t require any word.
New Audio excerpts from a private session between Alice and Nkosi. (Shared with their permission.)
“It’s not your story cuz already there’s no you. It’s just a story appearing in This. It’s got nothing to do with you. So when I say “you”, I’m referring to This. Because there’s only This. So there’s no you who’s suffering, there’s no you who’s confused. The character doesn’t even exist. It’s imagined. All is imagined… by no one.”
Michael Jeffreys 