Frantic, false emotions can't exist outside the company of the compulsive thoughts that are their life-long "partner-in-pain"... while higher emotion requires no thought at all to be real, to reveal its timeless intrinsic beauty.
Until we can see our life... as a whole, we know it only through a single, but constantly shifting "I" within us. This lower level of self mistakes each experience as being the whole of our existence because -- for the duration of its little life -- each "I" imagines that it is the whole. In the confines of this fallen estate lies our sorrow, frustration, and the source of all useless suffering. This knowledge -- along with the higher awareness that gives birth to it -- is the gateway to true self-wholeness.