Mystics are fond of asserting that all distinctions are illusory. Not only is there no self, but there is no boundary between self and other. Selfhood is a fiction produced by the ego. But the ego is just a wobbly jockey trying to keep hold of the reigns atop the unruly elephant of everythingness.
Edge cases bear the mystic out: children, the mad, the ne…
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