Beautifully shared. S

Seeing the enculturated self as an illusion, and completely letting go of this personal identification is the hero's journey, not easy. There is no getting to truth, only in removing what is false. The self is terrified of no self, yet ironically enough, it has no real substance. But, this enculturated self will fight and war to keep itself alive. This is why waking up is not a blissful path, but one that at first seems like hell. But through the fire of awareness, the illusion is burned away. It is like you said, everything material is impermanent. And underneath it all, one is okay.