Idea-I and paradoxical enlightenment

Idea-"I", the reader [and narrator], is a figment. The narrative of 'my' life never touches the truth of life. The narrative, no matter how accurate it appears to 'me', is a fiction. 'I' invent it, and re-invent it, at every given opportunity.

This persuasive myth, devoid of independent confirmation, is perpetuated by the aberrant use of thought. Cut off the steady stream of thought and the individual [idea-"I"] vanishes too.

Enlightenment, that illusive paradox, is the unbiased acceptance, and implementation, of this simple truth.