So even if I’m right, and he’s wrong, I win, he loses, he’s miserable. Do I win? No. Because I can unobstructedly feel his downed energy congestion, just as if I’m the one who’s accused of wrong and feel down.
You see, I’m truly no longer just “me”. I feel what I see, in equal magnitude as “what I feel”, equanimity. No more differentiation between me vs others. I’m biologically there already, only intellectually my brain has not gotten used to the new perspective yet, the new “me” with no self.