I have many thoughts actually but feel the need to go slowly.
With regard to “truth being a perception beyond time/thought/I,” two things come to mind. First I have no idea what that is - I can infer as much as the next person, but that is an idea - and second that type of perception appears to be at play in all three of the scenarios listed above. It is implied in the verb “see” in “seeing the truth as truth, the false as false, and seeing the truth in the false.”
For myself, it has led to a re-assessment of what I am interested in. Is it some vague idea of some higher order truth that may or may not (the more likely possibility) be accessible to the human brain? What is a “truth” beyond time and thought anyway? And what if it is not only beyond time and thought but what if neither space or (chronological) time as well don’t exist? The point is I can only guess. Guessing, I guess, is the biggest issue for me. We all have notions of truth. And we are bound to them. I see those three points and I immediately feel there is truth to them, that is my “what is” of the moment. That is, it is my notion of truth that is the time/thought that is being referred to in the statement and it is that notion of truth which blocks access to “perception of the now moment”. My K-conditioning if you will.
So what do I do? I can as easily as the next person switch my notion of truth to some higher quality of perception I think I can access - let’s call it “X” - that will allow me to “be in the now”. Or, because for some reason or the other, I have become highly sensitive to the nature of what is constraining me, that the description is a sorry stand-in for the described, I refuse to pretend I can do anything other that what I am doing.
What happens when you value honesty over all else. For me, to be honest is to come to grips with the fact that there is no grounds for hope. Unless perhaps the brain can undergo some physical mutation which K has alluded to but which I find doubtful. After all Lamark’s theory of spontaneous generation has been debunked by Darwin’s progressive, evolutionary theory of natural selection. And we are talking about physical brain cells.
So barring that total change of circumstance, as things stand, I can’t change what is going on. I can’t change what is. And if the ideal is gone, what is left? If one really can be there, without it being a trick, another false refuge, having no answer by means of which one can sort the moment, make it other than it is, would that not be something? Perhaps " the ‘razor’s edge’ of the now moment, with our senses operating without the interference of thought?" Can we live there for a few seconds, for a minute? To be that alone, to jettison all we hold as the reasonable next step, to have no next step, to be that serious, that honest, that sensitive, that numb, that intelligent , that psychologically denuded … I really don’t know if such a thing is possible for crude beings like ourselves.