solving the ‘what am I?’ riddle


Solving the ‘what am I?’ riddle is surprisingly simple really – you just keep on examining all the answers presented by the concept-weaving machine (imagination, thought) until you realize it’s impossible that you could be any one of them.

How come?

As long as they exist as objects to be considered, there has to be something – a subject – pondering them.  Eventually you realize that however deep you go into this crazy-making  Hall of Mirrors there is always an awareness of what is being pondered, and you notice that this awareness is a pure Subjectivity.  It cannot be objectified.  It cannot observe itself from any perspective whatsoever – just as your eye cannot see its iris.

What then?

You know it’s impossible for the ultimate version of ‘you’ to be anything other than that pure Subjectivity, which is pretty interesting because at the same time you know there’s no ‘you’ to know!


Put bluntly, if you say you know the answer you’re wrong.  You can only be the answer.


there’s only one player in this game


there has been rain in the night
and the earth’s breath
is fresh and fruity this dawn

what am I?

‘I’ is the Knowingness
apperceiving that ‘me’ is not
and only ‘I-ness’ is

intellectual acceptance of this
isn’t difficult;
self thinks it has understood something
and is pleased

but as this savage wisdom percolates down
into the darker layers
something called me
isn’t so happy

the battle of battles begins but
the outcome is inevitable –
winners in every corner
all bets collectable!

turns out there’s only one Player!


first find out what thyself is not


when ‘my’ intellect saw for itself
what it is
and what it isn’t,
it spontaneously retreated
and assumed its proper place

its functioning was unimpaired
rather, it seems heightened, sharpened

the ‘thinker’ saw itself as nothing
more nor less than its thoughts,
and both found their place in the order of appearances


“Know thyself,” we’re advised …

easier to first find out what thyself is not