There is no self, said a Self to itself...

that is what the scriptures say, so it must be true

From all things interconnected all things rise...

so that Self dissolves itself in this interconnected goo

How do you know that another self asks...

Have you realized that you don't exist?

Then who is asking these questions...

are they rising from this interconnected mist?

The first self bristles...

and then hurriedly replies

Don't you understand the scriptures? The Self is a big lie!

The second self asks...

Then who is reading the scriptures and who has heard those lies?

The first self responds...

No one has read the scriptures and no one heard those lies

We are simply ghosts you see

we simply interconnectedly dissolve and rise

The second self scratches his head

and asks in surprise

If no one exists really at all

then from whence rises this I?

And then he continues to think about it...

You or I can only think and articulate our thoughts

because we accept that "I am" ...

and something else naught!

In order to know "I am"

I surely have to be

Because if I do not exist

How could I even start to see

In order to know that

that which "I am"

I have to dissolve...

All those things that interconnectedly rise and fall

Where do I know these things...

these interconnected things?

I see them in the field of mind...

Jetsam and flotsam, in a constant flowing stream

When the debris has been dissolved enough

that which remains

surely that must be that "I"

the "I" that "I am"