The fact is I am a liar. What happens if I am aware of the fact? Which is, not to condemn that I’m a liar, how terrible it is, how evil it is, how unrighteous it is, and all the rest of that nonsense, but just to be aware of the fact that I lie. Then what is taking place if you observe it yourself? If you are aware of that fact, then what actually takes place is that you come to it without opinion, you look at it afresh, not with the memory, association and remembrance of the things connected with the fact.