The wheel is a primary symbol of Buddhism. The Wheel of Samsara (world of sorrow) and the Wheel of Dharma. Are they two or One. Or are the the One that is Two. Which is it? If. you choose the wheel of sorrow (I’m a pessimist) you are wrong. If you choose the wheel of Dharma (nirvana) (I’m an optimist) you are wrong, Now which is it? Choose or you will be punished.
That is Buddhism…the collapse of choice. Choose is the axis of the objective world. As a thing, a free thing, you get to choose what your world is going to be. If you choose to go to Walmart your world will forever be changed. If you choose to go to Costco instead, you are choosing to make a different world for you….for you.
In the Objective view only, we assume that the external world exists separate from me, just like Yahweh is separate from his creation, or the potter is separate from the pot. That is the fundamental assumption, the unconscious assumption of the objective modern world. In this world you as a person, a Subject, are passive. You can’t interact with reality. You just watch TV and consume it’s information. You don’t interact with it. You don’t create news…but all that has changed.
Now everything is interactive. Everyone is active/passive. Old Yahweh in now part of the clay, the potter is in the pot. There is this ONE that is both the potter and the pot. While before, there was two, the potter and the pot, and they were separate. Now we can’t tell which is which. What is Truth? The Great Doubt has been awakened.
This was the same Doubt that activate Descartes and his I Think, therefore I am. Descartes could not doubt that he was a thing that thinks. But now we doubt that. Buddhism is the doubt that I am merely an objective thing on a flat map of reality, a billiard ball bouncing around on a flat table. I doubt that. But then, who is it that doubts? I doubt, therefore I am.
Is that the new cogito of Descartes? What happens if I go there?
I don’t know because you can’t go there from the rim of the wheel, from living as an ego on the rim of existence, a thing that thinks. What happens if I go beyond thinking that I exist? Is anybody home?
The modern world wheel has separated thought from action, which is the center of the wheel. I feel I’m separated from my own body. I can think about my body, but I can’t be my body because my body is the whole world. There are no boundaries in nature. All is interconnected. Thought, however, disconnects, and divided everything into thought categories, including ME as an thing with a history. Who am I?