[What is hooked into so that a specific thought arises rather than another?]Thoughts are thoughts. You can make a treatise out of why one appears over another, but what is the point? To know where they originat...

  When the mind stops, what is there to reflect upon? Where is your identification then? With the thoughts that tell you stories of this and that, that plunge you into unfathomable depths you take as truth...

[I'm stunned that your very own mind could turn out to be such a traitorous enemy to disturb the sense of well being so thoroughly.] When you find yourself in the midst of foul things of the sort you find yours...

  An intrinsic component of those things which fail to adequately prove anything, lest something of value. You know its existence in those things of question, of inaccuracy borne wild with misgivings based...

 Self esteem, an inner sense of well being reflected by the fact that all is well within the sphere of conscious reaction to others. Low self esteem, often a result of busying one’s self with the opinions ...