True Me:

"Man is a chariot,

The body is flesh,

Horses are desires,

The reins are sanity,

The coachman is the heart.

Let your mind control reason,

Let your sanity control desires,

Let your desires control the flesh.

So this is the real you,

You can go all the way to the end. ”

Cai Zhizhong's "Words of Footprints, Philosophical Perceptions"

Man is a carriage, the horse pulls the cart, and the coachman controls the carriage through the reins, which is a metaphor for the chariot is the body, controlled by desire, which is desire, and the reins are the intellect, controlled by the mind, and the coachman is the mind.

But sometimes there is an employer behind the driver, and the driver is just a driver, and when he travels a distance, he depends on what the person sitting in the car thinks, and the place he wants to go is the destination.

The flesh is the executor of desire, if you have to say sexual immorality, that doesn't count, desire can't be expressed, it can only be regarded as a mind, even if it's a dirty mind, if no one else knows, it should not exist. The flesh is controlled by desire? What is desire, which is to see what other people have, and you want to have it, this is desire. But the expression of desire is very different, you can beat that person and then snatch his things, of course, we are civilized people now, we can't do such things, they are not allowed by law. You can also get it through your own efforts, the time period may be a little long, because you don't have it, a process from nothing, and the expression of desire lies in this.

Rational control of desire, this does not need to be controlled, you can't control it, it's still called something, you don't have it, you see that others have it, you can't suppress your own thoughts, you also want to have one. What the intellect can control is the way you express your desires, and you have to acquire those things in a positive, correct way, without harming the interests of others, but it seems that there is no such thing as a completely right thing in the world.

What is the role of the mind? It is used to control the intellect? What is the intellect? It is something that has been oppressed by the outside world and has been regulated, and who can define the intellect? No one can say it clearly, and what is vague cannot be fully defined or understood by itself, so how can it be controlled?

The mind is the coachman, and sometimes the most pitiful is not the coachman? In order to survive, in order to earn the little money given by the employer, they beat the horses fiercely, and it is the human body that they beat, the whips from the heart!

The true self, a real me, is impossible to say, and even if they appear, they will definitely look at us with the sun of contempt, so they don't want to talk to us, we don't even know who we are, we don't even deserve the word "true", let alone "me".