I've just been reading a post and a lively set of comments about the ego. And of course in such a conversational terrain, there is the usual argument going on ~ that of yes, there is an ego/no, there isn't an ego. It's an interesting and frustrating conversation because I agree completely and utterly with both sides.
This is my personal take, subject to change or variation at any time. I'm sure you have your own and it's probably different to mine. But the way it seems to me out through my eyes and after pondering and daydreaming about it ~ I think that I absolutely do have an ego, and it is part of my responsibility as this particular human to learn to balance it, to learn to love myself no more or less than anyone else, which is, in fact, an entire life's journey the perfected aim of which would be me being totally in love with the entire world because I Am That.
On the other hand, at the same time I feel like my aim is to learn to stop loving myself too much (a sort of love which, if it really is love at all, is a much lower form of it), or else I will forget that I am the ocean and that I don't believe there is any fear in death.
Because in that respect, no, there is no ego. Damn right. There is no such thing as an ego, just like there is no such thing as bloody anything. The full and beautiful void. The no-thing. And you know the drill ... go down far enough and it's just more empty space than molecules.
So I think we can get caught up in these distinctions where different sides say "No, you're wrong. There is an ego," and the other side saying, "No, you're wrong. There isn't an ego." But the way it seems to me is that they are both exactly right.
What a fucking trip :)