I recognize some of the kinds of consciousness that develop between my mind and what it encounters; between my body and what it encounters. Most of them are connected to desire, aversion, or delusion. Some of them are softer desires, as if there is dharma mixed in; sometimes I struggle against good things because of delusion, because of other kinds of consciousness. Sometimes I create a third consciousness out of the battle of two. Many of them seem to evolve out of each other, and all of them seem to evolve out of history; mine and all the rest of it.
Concentration pulls me into less states of consciousness, toward one; or perhaps toward one with another one. Is there one that feels and one that watches? It is more subtle than that, far more. The one that watches must feel. The one that feels is not there.
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