One is that truth can't be owned.
I have spent most of my thinking life working out what ought to be thought. That's because I was brought up to find out what I ought to think.
I was a hopeless rebel. They told me I ought to think, feel and believe, but I couldn't work out what. Then, of course, I realized they didn't know, themselves. But because they were good people, I avoided a fight, as best I could,
So, ridiculously, I have spent many years fighting my own energy to avoid a fight, because I sensed it was a fight that couldn't be won.
It can't be won. So now we try a different way.
When you die, there's nowhere to go except on.
You don't just stop. That's overly modest thinking which assumes that you don't matter. Rubbish. You do.
The most vivid experiences that have come your way are an indication of how we go on. The truth is never a conceptual truth, nor a theological truth, nor a dogmatic truth.
It's no-one's truth, and the very big problem with humans is that some have tried to own it.
We live on an awe-inspiring planet, a place of requirement of respect. When we experience it, as travellers do, we know it.