No trace?

“The world is like a sheet of paper on which something is typed. The reading and the meaning will vary with the reader, but the paper is the common factor, always present, rarely perceived. When the ribbon is removed, typing leaves no trace on the paper. So is my mind – the impressions keep on coming, but no trace is left.” ~ Nisargadatta
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Over and over I am presented with the Truth: there is no ‘I’ to defend, validate, love or despise anymore than that there is a ‘you’ to adore or hate. There is no ‘I’ with which to surrender to this teaching. And, in the mean time, I can pretend and make up stories that I either enjoy or suffer from.
Love, Diederik