I am made of body and mind. To my body, all things are the same — it cannot tell one thing from another or prefer one over another. As for my mind, anything outside its own work doesn't matter to it. And for its own work, that depends entirely on the mind itself. The mind only concerns itself with what is happening right now. Past and future actions are also indifferent to it in this present moment.
I consist of body and soul. Unto my body all things are indifferent, for of itself it cannot affect one thing more than another with apprehension of any difference; as for my mind, all things which are not within the verge of her own operation, are indifferent unto her, and for her own operations, those altogether depend of her; neither does she busy herself about any, but those that are present; for as for future and past operations, those also are now at this present indifferent unto her.