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2.11 How wonderful I am! Glory be to me, solitary even though with a body, neither going or
coming anywhere, I who abide forever, filling all that is.
2.12 How wonderful I am! Glory be to me! There is no one so clever as me! I who have borne
all that is forever, without even touching it with my body!
2.13 How wonderful I am! Glory be to me! I who possess nothing at all, or alternatively
possess everything that speech and mind can refer to.
2.14 Knowledge, what is to be known, and the knower-these three do not exist in reality. I am
the spotless reality in which they appear because of ignorance.
2.15 Truly dualism is the root of suffering. There is no other remedy for it than the realisation
that all this that we see is unreal, and that I am the one stainless reality, consisting of
consciousness.
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