Have you ever gone into your email trash folder (thinking you were in your regular email inbox) and found your self saying: “This is such trash…?!” You go to delete the email and the computer won’t let you. You keep hitting the trash button a couple of times until it dawns on you that: ‘It is already trash’.
Everything of this world is arising and passing away. It arises, or so it appears, only to disappear as if it was never here.
Like a comedic parable, the things of this world changing but you never change. You always are. Truly it is like the Styx song, Grand Illusion:
Just remember that it’s a Grand illusion
And deep inside we’re all the same.
We’re all the same…
Now you have found what cannot be thrown away.