The Axioms of Sight are the Inviolable Virgins. If I get any one of them pregnant, I then: ‘Give Birth to Myself’.
I look into a mirror. And I am absolutely certain that what I see is the source of my vision. I have violated the Virgin.
In claiming to see my own eye, I become an Object to myself as Subject. The fall into the Self-Loop. The ‘Cycle of Birth and Death’.
Deux Factus Sum: ‘I am become God’. I double, I multiply and divide, while all the time remaining myself.
You possess this wondrous thing called ‘Mind’. Right here, atop the synapse and betwixt the neuron.
You model yourself and the world around you in great sweeps of analytic glee. And then the conflicts and contradictions show-up.
No fear. You simply turn this formidable apparatus, this ‘Mind’, on ‘Mind’ itself. [A spot of grease should fix things nicely.]
You just violated the Virgin. You are re-born [‘Born-Again’!].
You only have two practical options. One is to continue using ‘Mind’ as if you understood what ‘Mind’ was, which is what most of us do. That’s the same as implicitly ‘Turning Mind on Mind’ in an un-investigated presumption of knowing what it is.
The other is to buy yourself a durable Meditation Mat.