Yes, that seems true.
Sure it’s true?
No, I cannot be sure.
It just appears that way, I tell myself it’s true.
What happen when I take that thought as true?
There is a sense of reality of I and thoughts and our relationship.
I feel I need to find a good relationship with thoughts.
I end up struggling with thoughts, one way or another.
Who would I be without that thought?
Curious. Receptive. Open for surprise.
Free to see I don’t know what can be labelled “thought” really is.
Thoughts don’t exist.
Hm. I only assume thoughts exist.
The truth is I don’t know.
That feels more honest.