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Self Inquiry - Spiritual Introspection

"Who are you? The answer is not what you think. In fact the answer is located in the space in between your thoughts. If you are not clear on who you really are, and where you are looking from, whatever you will be looking at will be a distortion." ~ Kfir Yoel Benyamin
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✧ Introduction to Self-Inquiry

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Self-inquiry is not about finding answers. It’s about dissolving the one who’s asking. In Lucid Living, we use inquiry not to build more knowledge—but to burn through illusion. Every question is a mirror. Every doubt is a doorway. When asked from presence, self-inquiry reveals that there was never a separate “self” to fix, awaken, or transcend. Only the pure witnessing remains. This is not a mental exercise—it’s a fire. One that strips away everything you are not, until only what is eternal remains. Still. Silent. Aware. You.

SELF-INQUIRY: A DIRECT PATH TO PARADOX

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This is not a journey. This is a disappearance.

Self-inquiry doesn’t reveal what you are. It eliminates everything you are not— until even the one searching is gone.

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There are no steps, no end, no discovery. Only the uncovering of what was always here— and never was.

Begin.


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1. THE BODY / ENVIRONMENT

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What is the body? What do you actually experience?

A shape? A sensation? An image? What tells you this is "your" hand, "your" skin, "your" breath?

Is it sensation—or the thought labeling sensation? Is it muscle—or memory overlaying the now?

If you remove the name, the idea, the memory of a body—what remains?

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Now ask:

Is the body experienced inside the world, or is the world arising with the body? Can you truly separate one from the other, or do they move as one event?

 


Where is the inside? Where is the outside? Where is the line?

Does the body end at the skin? Does the environment begin at the wall?

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Look again.

What if there is no container? What if there is no content?

 


What if both body and world are just flickers— arising in the same boundless field?

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You are not the body. You are not in the body.

You are not in the world. The world and body are in you— And even that statement collapses when the concept of "you" is seen through.


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2. 🚫 IN THE SPACE BETWEEN THOUGHTS

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Sit still. Watch the mind. Let it move.

Thought… pause… thought… silence… thought.

Now—

What is the nature of the pause? Is it empty? Is it alive? Is it aware?

 


Can it be grasped? Can it be remembered?

Or does it vanish the moment attention touches it?

Between two thoughts is something unthinkable. Not a thing. Not a state.

Just an absence that is somehow more real than the thoughts themselves.

What is that? What knows it? Who sees the space between?

 


You think you are watching it. But look again:

What if you are not witnessing the space— what if you are dissolving into it?

It is not between. It is underneath.

The thoughts are leaves. The space is the sky.

The sky was never disturbed. And you were never the leaves.

This is 🚫—pure, direct, ungraspable. The womb before thought. The breath before breath.


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3. 🚫 IS PRE-CONSCIOUSNESS

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What is awareness? Where does it arise?

What does it arise to? From what?

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Trace it back:

Before awareness of sensation—what is there? Before awareness of the body—what sees? Before the feeling of existence—what remains?

 


Is awareness a thing? Is it something that comes and goes? Or is it another layer of appearance?

If awareness is known…

What knows it? What watches even the witness? What remains when awareness collapses?

 


Not void. Not sleep. Not peace.

Before all that—🚫. Not before in time—before in nature.

The foundation that cannot be known— because it is not something separate.

You were not born into it. You never left it. You cannot return to it. Because you are not other than it.

And even that is already too much.


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4. TIME IS NOW AND CYCLIC

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What is a second? A moment? A memory?

How do you know what time it is? Because of a clock? A habit? A history?

Now close your eyes. Drop thought. Drop memory.

What time is it now—without referencing anything?

Can you find the past? Can you locate the future?

Where do they live—except as thoughts?

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The Now you speak of is not a slice of time. It is not a container. It is not a river flowing.

It is the absence of movement. The groundless presence that remains unchanged.

Yet everything moves within it. Everything cycles. Everything repeats.

Birth. Death. Return. Thought. Silence. Thought.

Time is not linear. It is not a journey. It is a loop pretending to go somewhere.

You are not inside time. Time is an echo appearing in what you are.


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5. HERE IS NOT A PLACE

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What is "here"?

Is it where your body sits? Where your thoughts arise? Where your attention lands?

Try to find it. Pinpoint it.

Where is the origin of "here"? Where is its edge?

If you move across the room… are you still here? If you go to another country… is "here" still present?

What if here has never moved? What if it has no center?

What if it’s not a place at all—but the field of perception itself?

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Here isn’t where you are. Here is what you are.

The illusion is that you ever left. The truth is that you never could.


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6. ALL APPARENT THINGS APPEAR IN 🚫 NO-THINGNESS

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Look around. Everything you see… is something. Every object. Every sound. Every form.

But what are they arising in?

What is the space that allows it all to appear? Not physical space—but the space of experience itself.

When a thought appears, what contains it? When a sound ends, what remains?

Where do things go when they vanish? Where do they come from before they arise?

What if they never truly moved? What if nothing ever happened?

What if all of this was simply fluctuation in the formless? A dance of shadow and light… on something that was never touched?

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This is 🚫. Not emptiness. Not fullness.

It is that which precedes all qualities. It is the unborn, the unmanifest, the ungraspable.

And it is not separate from what you call "you."


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7. UNCONDITIONAL LOVE IS NOT AN EMOTION

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What is love—before it becomes about someone? Before it turns into need? Before it becomes exchange?

What if love is not a feeling you generate? But the nature of what is—when all resistance ends?

Can love exist if there is no subject or object? Can love remain when there is no self to claim it?

What if real love is not warmth, but clarity? Not pleasure, but presence?

What if the purest love does not feel good— but simply allows all things to be?

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Unconditional love is not a mood. Not an action. Not an idea.

It is 🚫—the formless field that says nothing except: let everything arise, and let everything fall.

Without story. Without condition. Without self.


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8. 🚫 IS BEYOND GOD

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What is God to you? An intelligence? A presence? A creator?

If God is a being—can that being be perceived? If God has a will—who is perceiving that will?

Is your concept of God separate from mind? Or is it constructed by it?

What came first—your idea of God or your idea of self?

What if God is not high above… but underneath everything?

What if even "Source" is too late? Too named? Too shaped?

 

🚫 is not God. 🚫 is before God.

Before duality. Before creation. Before awareness.

It cannot be praised. It cannot be worshipped.

Because there is no other. No self to bow. No altar.

Just the ever-presence of 🚫—the unspeakable, the silent, the already.


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9. ULTIMATE ZERO

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What if nothing works? What if no method takes you there? What if the one who seeks cannot survive the destination?

What happens when the last question falls silent? When the desire for answer fades?

What if awakening is not a realization— but the final failure of the mind to define anything?

 

No enlightenment. No ascension. No return.

Just the utter collapse of the illusion that anything was ever needed.

And what remains? Not being. Not awareness. Not truth.

ULTIMATE ZERO.

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The total erasure of the seeker. The end of experience. The silence before any birth.

🚫. Not a void. Not an arrival. Not an end.

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Just the final unknowing. The unspeakable clarity that nothing ever happened.

You are not even that. You were never.

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And what remains is not something. Not no-thing. These are all concepts. Just this...

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NOTICE

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This is only phase 1 of 2 of the remembrance. To complete the remembrance we must inquire deeper and completely dissolve any remaining false identifications we have left down to ZERO 🚫! Click the link below to vanish into the limitless power of ULTIMATE ZERO 🚫!

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