My Problem, as a Buddhist and a Skeptic Philosopher,

Is that I perfectly understand intellectually, and concur with Sunyata/Emptiness/Non-Existence of my own Self--and yet I see/perceive/am vibrantly aware of Self (or, let us say, "Suchness") in the universe around me, and, furthermore, I value it, and cherish it, above all existent things; especially in Nature, Children, Animals and beautiful young People.  I am Suleiman the Magnificent, and in everything (not only in the Seraglio) I perceive, love and worship my Roxelana.  It makes the fair management, and the just and equitable transfer, of political, or any other kind of power utterly impossible.