The mind has but one task, to project outwardly what rises within it. Mind throws the bone for us to bring it back. When we bring it back the mind will throw it again, and again, as this is its nature. So far as we look at the mind as our master we will be stuck in a never-ending chase after the bone. It always appears to us that mind has a purpose in doing so, that it will perhaps have a treat for us after all. This illusory appearance is what makes us chained in the vicious circle of pain and pleasure; this is the mechanism behind all addiction, and above all our addiction to the world.

Our freedom lies in the realization that we are the master, that it is the mind that is supposed to go after the bones we throw and not the other way around. Stop going after the bone; don’t mind the mind; let it throw all its bones; it will stop only after we stop. Stop and see that you are already is possession of all the treats promised by this tempting boner that is the mind. How did we forget that we were before the mind was?!