I've heard of the Buddhist idea that reality is an illusion.
I read someone describe reality like this:
--- Could it be that reality is not an illusion but that our version of reality is an illusion? In other words, none of us are perceiving reality for what it is but rather for what we wish it to be. ---
This makes more sense to me. We're all human and each of us have a unique experience and view on reality.
But how can we possible escape this? How do you see reality for "what it is"? Even if you achieve enlightenment, aren't you still experiencing it from a human point of view, thus enlightenment was also an illusion?
See what I mean?
Thanks for the help with understanding this concept.
Reality might be too broad a scope to be investigated. But this body can certainly be seen as "illusory", which means that it constantly changes (impermanent), impersonal (not self), and unsastifactory. The link below provides the same view under a scientific lense..
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