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  My mind/body theory --- from Facebook, 2012 Looking at this dilemma from the point of view of the theory that “you are not your body,” I think I may have come to a conclusion as to how I can get through this thing best. If I am not my body, then this story of me saying, “Don’t let me die. I don’t want to die.” etc (bullshit, I, or MY MIND, never would have said in the circumstance) was actually this BODY not this MIND. Theoretically, the mind IS responsible for taking care of the body to which it is connected. the statements were the body expressing ITS desire not to die. Bodies without minds, of course, are the equivalent of bacteria, intellectually. So, do I believe that my body was fearful and expressing a desire to “live?” Sure, I can go with that.  It follows, then, that the EMOTIONAL issues are stemming from my mind (ME) being reconnected slowly with this body. This body KNOWS how much my mind (ME) despises it for this. ;-) Ultimately, the answer must lie, per this...

  Where did this daily - almost - mantra originate? I don't really remember, but I know it has something to do with the monotony that I have felt since my head exploded and the life I knew went up in flames. I was trying to rebuild something that resembled that other life, and that wasn't happening. I wish I could say why, exactly, but I honestly don't know.      Still, even as I studied Buddhist philosophy and embarked on meditative practice I kept it up - every day being to me, with the short term memory issues, so similar to the last that they WERE truly almost indistinguishable. This is still the case these 15 years later. My life is -- empty, in my opinion, devoid of purpose and meaning. I feel that I just wake up every day, against my will, and take care of this body, that I really consider to be a prison, and then go back to bed. I consider these to be joyless chores. I honestly do. I just trudge along through it until I can finally go back to bed. Then I do i...