During my morning commute, I typically will spend some time meditating on things like God, the meaning of life, and true happiness. It's a long commute. This particular morning I was considering the separation between my ego (fake me) and my true self. The self that is eternally connected to God.
Suddenly, I was consumed with fear when I realized that the person other people saw as me does not exist. The person that I try to be to support my ego also does not exist. James is not real. Now , for a brief moment, I have no idea how to act....
About Me
- James
- I am told that my gift is the ability to "make it plain". I would like to share that gift with everyone.