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I’ve kind of always felt like a fraud.

But I didn’t know why.

Until I began the journey to find me, myself and I.

Who am I without the descriptions from others I stored in my mind?

Say, “I think” a lot.

But, “I” who? Who is, “me”?

And how does one think, if thinking comes to you?

Its not something you can have or be.

We are told who we are before we can even speak.

Always heard others defining qualities, whenever someone made their introduction for me.

So who is this person?

and why doesn’t, me, myself and I, feel like the same being?

From the beginning, ego-consciousness relied on me to be “asleep”.

to collect false identifying traits for this me.

The mind just kept storing beliefs that assisted in the building of this personality you see.

Listening to the old narrative which was intrusively loud and endlessly looping.

Until one day the noise stops.

The loop doesn’t repeat and you feel peace, something awakening.

It’s the silence and space your ego has been preventing you from creating.

Your conscious mind craves this quiet place.

Its amazing how a single experience can change the trajectory of someone’s life, entirely.

Setting free the child who was imprisoned in me.

Shifting my perception of reality through the soul windowed eyes, that connect my human to its being.

Before now, I couldn’t comprehend, I was being used by my own mind, it was not my friend.

Attached to me, but it craved ownership of my entire body.

Even though I kept resetting, ego kept collecting.

Sooner than later, I became just your idea of me.

Who unknowingly held onto your thoughts, and kept them as my identity.

Seriously, Who is this me?

And how is ego-system still operating successfully?

I am practicing how to gain freedom from thoughts as the end of thinking is the end of ego, or at least that’s what Mr. T believes.

He said you no longer will identify with the descriptions or content your ego collected.

You will feel a sense of Internal peace.

The world may be on fire externally, but you have found transcendence, awareness of the space in the background of your life.

Here you are awake, aware and alive.

Who am I? This moment is me. Now, is I.