It is the hand that lifts, but you say "I lift".
The eyes see but you say, "I see".
The nose smells, but you say, "I smell".
All this is the power of the Self and yet you say, "I did it".
That power belongs to God.
Who is this ego arrogating 'I'?
He has no place in the palace, but once admitted inside, he overrules the king and affirms his own existence.
But after some enquiry, this ego's existence is easily disproved.
Then the king once again affirms, "I am Reality."
There is one thing about this condition – there is bliss.
If there are two, then there is pain.
Where there is One, there is bliss.