Why we can think to ourselves like another person outside of us? What live inside us? Can you feel it? What moves our movements from the depths of our minds? To where?
Sometimes my mind leaves me and humbles me. Destroy everything. For a few seconds I see that nothing have sense. A third “Me” try to stop that inpulse from the depths of my mind. Then everything returns to normal and I can feel like I’ve arrived at that time to the absolute lucidity.