The more you see
the thoughts,
the more you become
separated from them.

They are not you,
they are something
you notice.

Like the weather.

You mistake
the thought-cloud
for the sky-you.

It's an input
that you register
from the outside,
or from another perspective,
an output
that you register
from the inside.

But this means nothing
when it's all the same mind game.
The mind cannot check mate itself.
But there is one player
beyond the board game;

That which sees
the thoughts
is the you
that I am.

Read that again.

That which sees
the thoughts
is the you
that I am.

That's me,
I mean you,
us, I.

You are not the thought,
unless your mind
believes it to be so.
If you believe it,
you are it, in your mind.

But not beyond mind.
Beyond mind you are not
who you think you are, literally.

Though,
the thought identifying
as the I that thinks it notices thought
is just another thought
thinking it is that which notices.

This is noticed.

The real I
is beyond all this.
Beyond any conceptual I.
It is the I that sees
the conceptualizing mind.
And no concept
can conceptualize
that which cannot be
conceptualized.

The chess game of the mind
will protect its two kings,
against the player beyond
playing neither white nor black.

That's enough mind games.