One day, when time-travel exists (well, if it will ever exist it exists now) I will go back and thank everyone who taught me how to sit Zazen. Because without it, I mistake my thoughts for the centre of my world. And with it, some space reveals itself, to not be so self-centered.
I tried to explain what being deceived meant in relation to Zen the other day to a good friend. And I couldn't think of an example. But that's my answer there in good old Fight Club fashion: you are not your thoughts. Not your thoughts of how good you are or how rubbish your are. Not any of them. Not even these thoughts of not being your thoughts.
I get the feeling this goes totally against what most sane people think or want to follow. But I get the feeling it's what I want to follow.
So follow, I will.
Nice day here.