@Reconstructo,
Sometimes I think inventors of new concepts are spoil-sports. Just when a sport gets good at the game, the spoil-sport makes up a new rule. Sort of like home-rules for monopoly. The first step is seeing the rules as they stand as contingent rather than necessary. Of course, it's not something one
must do, by any means. You've got that kid in Dead Poets Society who exercises his right
not to walk, which is just another walk. He paints that lightning bolt on his chest.
Then you've got Byronic irony. A person plays up the rebel but part of them knows better or simply differently, sees thru this, experiences this as mask. How much spiritual-progress begins as a power play and evolves into something else? I first liked philosophy for dialectic/sport of argument-rhetoric. Got caught up in more exciting things. Before long the game is not winning arguments but writing good tropes. (Twist and Shout!). Yet another part of the self-fiction is detached, doesn't care. Wants to sleep, daydream, snuggle the wife. To say the "self is an illusion" is to trip on a trope. Perhaps it's just as much an illusion that the self is an illusion, and so on. "I am the truth" is not unlike "zero equals zero," for what am i and what is truth? to conjure with words certain feelings that make life good. pills do it in other ways. food and sunshine have their claims.