The reason we want to go on and on is because we live in an impoverished present.

When we look for things there is nothing but mind, and when we look for mind there is nothing but things.

I have realized that the past and future are real illusions, that they exist in the present, which is what there is and all there is.

Our view of reality is like a chart of the sea - the truer it is, the less likely we will become lost.

But to me nothing - the negative, the empty - is exceedingly powerful.

We are living in a culture entirely hypnotized by the illusion of time, in which the so-called present moment is felt as nothing but an infinitesimal hairline between a causative past and an absorbingly important future. We have no present. Our consciousness is almost completely preoccupied with memory and expectation. We do not realize that there never was, is, nor will be any other experience than present experience. We are therefore out of touch with reality.

But the disappearance of the effort to let go is precisely the disappearance of the separate thinker, of the ego trying to watch the mind without interfering.