“I”, subject, written or writing is waiting to be written, like a secret code, whose time of revelation is yet to come. What is so sacred about the subject is its mystical character? It is believed to be understood; it is taken for granted; as a transcendental finite image of god. Its sacredness produces a profane world, whose dispositive character has made the world a spectacular stage. What is so special about the subject is its ability to forget the substratum and to get involved in profane dance of meaningless play. Subject is too important a character whose omnipresence makes every moment a chain to life, bound by a distant purpose whose time never comes and will never come. Subject's occupation with dispositive makes it forgetful about its existence. Forgetfulness is propagated by a religion whose job is to discover salvation in consumptive mentality. All too meaningless consumptions have reduced subject a devouring apparatus whose meaninglessness is compensated by the symbolic values of consumption. Go and find a place where subject is absent from the scene; totally marginalized from the spectacles and has become utterly useless to exist a history; that moment is yet to be written; therefore, wait for that moment; take a break from the purposeless meaning-making and contemplates the non-being. In that silence, the quest for meaning would be a silly pursuit to go by.
Student: I want to excel in my life. Over the years, my graph of success is achieving a new height. I am doing hard work to become one of the smartest and richest persons on the Earth. Teacher: Wonderful! Who is achiever and what is achieved? Student: I am the achiever. My name and fame are shining day by day. Teacher: Who is this ‘I’? What is the material by which it is produced? Student: I is the ego which is the agent achieving successes and facing failures. Teacher: Whether ego is real or imaginary? Student: It is made of name, form, and function. Teacher: Whether name, form, and function are eternal? Student: No, they are changing. Teacher: Anything changes does it exist? Whether these are real or merely fictitious images appearing and disappearing before the sightscreen of mind? Student: They are the images constructing my identity as a person. Teacher: Well said! What is the stuff by which these images are made of? Who is maker and what is made? Student: They ar...
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