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2016/06/27 Leave a comment
I walked the never-ending desert
of your barren dreams
I walked and walked…
For interminable ages…
With wings scorched
With weary soul
One late summer night
I saw a hint of trembling Light
It was not the innocent Moon
It was her golden tress
She was lavishly smiling
Near and afar
Her sweet echo
had lastly saved me
All anxiety and depression are due to the fact that somehow we do not live our real lives. So we need to distinguish what is one’s true life and throw away
whatever disrupts us. This requires an internal focus, attention, and a wakefulness, moment by moment.
To dare to start afresh in every gesture, gently questioning everything, following your inner urge from a new center of introspection.
Life does not ask what you do, but “Who You Are”.
2016/06/22 Leave a comment
Paradoxically, what makes the whole thing unspeakably difficult is that it is childishly easy; and being so “easy”, for most people becomes thus incomprehensible.
“It can not be, you are fooling me.”
We recognize but the difficult, the twisted, the whimsical, the distorted.
To most people, the miracle of “Life happening this very second” is some kind of abstruse, impossible “philosophical” truth, something which needs exercise, sacrifice to be “obtained”.
But this is the crux:
THERE IS NOTHING TO OBTAIN.
There is no road to it. No journey to undertake. Nothing to arrive at.
You either Live This Second or bargain it away for a promise. The empty promise of a future retribution.
It is terribly tragic and surreal: people go from one idea to another, changing experience to another experience, travelling, working, substituting relation after relation, and at the end of the day, they learn Nothing. ZERO!! Nada…
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2016/06/20 3 Comments
I find this very thought-provoking.
I got this following letter from a reader. With his permission I post it here – cause really, his predicament surpasses my ability to give him a proper answer. So maybe those of you reading this might have a clue out of his plight.
Here it is:
“I am truly puzzled.
There is something within me which somehow quashes and steals my healthy perception. To such extent that I end up being a stranger in my own life – insofar as I am out of touch with my potential.
I am not a so-called religious person, but my situation can be very well illustrated with this excerpt:
“I practice the very evil that I do not want. But if I am doing the very thing I do not want, I am no longer the one doing it, but sin which dwells in me.”- Romans 7-20
Thing is that this malevolent…
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