Does the world have its existence unless you see it, smell it, touch it, feel it, taste it? Who keeps whom alive? Does the world keep you alive or you give life to the world? Upon your death can the world perish too? If you are maker of this world, why don't you know its ridiculous for you to be trapped in it? If you knew you create, sustain, diminish it eventually to nothing at the last breath of yours, can you still be bound in this world?
Can you wake up and smell freedom?
Can death be total ? If you can die totally, then where is the question of coming back again? When death is least appealing, then your half heartedness is obviously showing ? Can you ever die fully? Perhaps to know that, you should know, if you ever lived fully? The hunger can die totally only when you ate food totally? Have you ever heard of half hearted eating which quell your hunger whole heartedly? And by the way, did you know when there is still hunger, still thirst left inside, you would still be looking for food and water all around around ?
Can you die totally ? Can you live totally ?
Self Realization does not bring anything, but only take away everything ? Can the trivial joys and fleeting sorrows stand the onslaught of an ensuing realization ever? Can it be just plain ideas and nothing more than the fictional figments fabricated by the mind, when you thought realization of the self brings happiness and fulfillment ? If the realization amounts to knowing the whole of creation, will not happiness and horrendous pain drown deep and abysmal, while you emerge with a face that is plain and serene?
Do you know consciousness is not a 'thing' that it cannot be comprehended or even defined? To be defined, there should be definite features and when there is no definite features how can you describe it or define it? Can something indefinite be talked about? or taught or even learnt ? Did you ever think that the consciousness is not a subject one can study or teach ? Why, even can you contemplate on something which is indefinite? Then what about awareness of the indefinite consciousness? Is it ever possible ?
You think that this world we live is created by a god? It's like thinking that sunlight had created all the plants on earth ? Does sun even know that there is plant life somewhere? Does it even bother to know ? Similarly, what makes you think that god knows you even exist, that the god is watching you all the time, is manipulating your life, is waiting to pass the judgement on you, will sentence you to eternal hell or heaven? If a mushroom is born because of rain in the darkness of the previous night, can rain be the creator of such a mushroom? Or the mushroom just got created by itself, when everything was conducive and right for itself to manifest? Do you see your life is very similar like the over night mushroom except that you live longer than the mushroom?
Did you watch that your enjoyment and the suffering happens within you and not anywhere outside? You may go as far and wide as you can, but have you known the experiences of that can happen only at the closest point to you? Cant you see every time you attained success you felt it within you and every time smelt a flower something moved within ? If then, do you still believe the destination is outside and away from you? Where do you go from where? Where is the beginning and where is the end? This life's journey need not be going forward but backwards. Is it not all the experiences come to end within you? Then is your life, a journey from you to some other place outside or the reverse? The destination is waiting elsewhere too far, or is it just a whisper away? Can you ever feel the destination closer to you than your own heart beat ? Can you gather yourself from being scattered everywhere and bring them all to the secret space within you? Will you ever know that you are already filled with the beatitude and the bliss of Nothing ?
Did you know that the time scale applied in your waking hours do not necessarily apply when you dream? Is there a different time scale used while you dream? How come you dream of events that span many years in just few hours of sleep? You as a child and as young and the old man appear in your dreams within no time ? Is the waking world time applicable when you dream ? Does time exist when you crossed even those dreams and slept in silence and stillness just like a baby? Have you ever been aware of what is the time, when you were sleeping deep and content ? Or is that the time cease to exist when your mind shut off completely ?
Does it occur to you, it is not just you who is modifying every moment? The skies, clouds, trees, flowers, rocks, oceans and sands, they all modify all the time ? Night modify to the day and summer modify to winter? Is that what you call change? When the boy modified to a young man, you call it growth? Is the whole creation just a sequence of modifications? When was the beginning of these modifications? What causes this non stop, slippery modifications all around you? If something has to cause these modifications, then it has to remain itself steady and unmodified ?
Have you ever wondered, if this is how you were born or you became like this ? Do you realize you have been modified all the time since you were born? You would continue to modify even later? If your life is just a sequence of modification, then why don't you see your birth and death as just modification too? Modified from something and modified to something? What makes you think birth is beginning and death is end? What if your birth was just a modification from something else unknown to you ? And what if your death is just another modification to become something unknown to you ?
You may own a brand new computer, but for the computer it is just a change of place, from the shop to your table top. It does not care where it is. It does not bother who punched its keys. It does not get curious what you think of it. And then you say, your computer hanged or crashed, but who really hangs? Your computer or your heart? What really crashes? Your computer or your head? As for the computer, it is either awake or just slept. It does not matter either way to the computer. Then who is more dispassionate? You or your computer? Do you know the whole world works this way?
You may own a house and think that it is yours. But the house does not know that you are the owner. The car, furniture, the computer, refrigerator and even the microwave oven does not know you are the boss. Same with all the money left in the bank and the wallet. And, my dear, it is just a thought that even you have about them. The thought of ownership. You think you own them. Just a passing thought. How many times you remember you own them? How many times you remind yourself you own the house you live ?
Why is there an urge to know the future always ? Are you fed up with your present moment ? Do you want to safeguard your future? Do you realize that If you cannot safeguard your present, then you can never do so with future ? Do you know that future never happens in future but it has to happen in the present someday? Even if you come to know your future, what can you do about it ? Is it not silly to think that you can tamper with it ? If you can tamper with future and prevent it, then your prediction of the future can go wrong?
You want to become good, you want to become famous, rich, great, become religious, helpful, become fit, slim, studious, disciplined, become bad (to some people), angry, violent, nasty, become a father, mother, become responsible, dutiful, become spiritual, become enlightened, become this and that. BUT HAVE YOU EVER TRIED TO JUST BE ?
Have you ever tried to Be as you are now?
What exactly is that which is always becoming something ? What is the source of all the becoming ? Is there anything more to life than just becoming something every time ? If someone told you that you will become sick in the next hour, what would you do ? Do you see that the becoming can never happen presently but always in future? Is there a way to stop becoming?
If the becoming is so slippery and unsteady, why do you hold on to this false promise of becoming something ? Did you realize that you always focus on what you become and never on what you became just now ? What is the source of all the becomings? Become from what ? What were you doing till some lady became your mother?
Become dead is the final becoming in your life? Are you sure you don't want to (secretly) become richer and live a better life, at least in your next birth ? You may want to become dead in this life soon, only because you did not become what you wanted to become ? If you always become whatever you wanted to become then is it not you may want to become immortal too ?
Can this world become something without you become something too ? As you and fellow beings become something, the world responds similarly and becomes something itself ? but did you ever ask if there is a becoming in your life which is permanent? Why all the becoming appear so volatile? Why become something and cannot stop there? Strange you still want to become something else? Becoming has ‘become’ so important ?
Do you see that this world is becoming something everyday? If some body became a thief last night and gatecrashed into the neighborhood, you say the neighborhood has become unsafe. This world can become hot, cold, mad, rich, troubled, peaceful, divided or unified against or for something ? But the question is what is the origin of all these becomings? Where did it all start?
what is Death ? what exactly dies ? Is there really someone sitting in your body faces death? If birth is just the integration of natural elements, then death would mean simply the disintegration of the natural elements? The space in your body go back to space, fluids dry up and disappear in to space? The breath will escape from your body and mix back with its origin, the atmoshperic air? The muscles and flesh and bones rot and merge with the earth ?
Everything goes back to wherever they belonged? Is that what you call death ?
Everything goes back to wherever they belonged? Is that what you call death ?
Is death really reaching the destination of your life? Then, in death you become successful for reaching the destination ? If death is not the destination then what else ? Such a destination come before death or after death? If you seek immortality(deathless state), then is there an end to your life ever ? Then is there actually a destination in life? If there is no destination then is there a journey in this life really ?
Do you know its not the death, but the fear of pain during death, that can kill you faster than the death actually wanted ? Fear of death is greater than the death itself ? Do you realize that death is just the completion of life? If so, why you don't want to complete life ? Why the completion of life appear ominous to you ? Anything started as birth must end as death ?
Do you pass through time or time passes through you ? You know well that you dont want to move even an inch attimes. Eat as you watch TV, drink water as you lean on the bed, throw the shoes at the shoe stand approximately from wherever you are. Socks swung towards unknown directions. In bed for hours sleeping like a dead lizard. Even in a speeding car or a highflying aircraft, you sit still and dont move. So do you think you run through the time ?
Is time a noun or verb or both ? When it runs through you, it is verb and when you run through it, it is noun? Old age comes to you or you become old ? Or its both ways? Why time feels differently at different times to different people ? Why good times run so fast and bad times hardly seem to move ? If your local time says AM and your friend's half way around the globe says PM, which is true ? Do you know what time it is when you slept off ?
Does time pass through you then ? How is it possible ? If time pass through you, then how much time does it take for time to pass through you ? How can time travel in time ? Does it mean there are two different times? One is constant and other is moving ? Can time remain constant anytime, excepting in that clock in your bedroom which needs change of batteries? What say? Can time use some time machine and run ?
Is time a noun or verb or both ? When it runs through you, it is verb and when you run through it, it is noun? Old age comes to you or you become old ? Or its both ways? Why time feels differently at different times to different people ? Why good times run so fast and bad times hardly seem to move ? If your local time says AM and your friend's half way around the globe says PM, which is true ? Do you know what time it is when you slept off ?
If life is a journey, then there must be departure and arrival too. There has to be a starting point and finishing point for this journey. Does anyone know where the departure precisely was? Where it all started ? If the starting point is unknown then it is obvious the finishing point will be unknown too.
If you said your birth is the starting point, then when exactly were you born ? Was it when you were delivered in that hospital by that nameless nurse ? Or in one of those ten unbelievable months, when your mother had to carry you everywhere, of all the places in her tummy ?
Or your start started when your mother conceived you in that love+lust communion of hers with her man (your daddy ofcourse !) Seriously, did your father carry you all the time and passed you on to your mom? If he carried you all the time in the form of that slippery fluid, then how you entered him in the first place?
If it was the cereals, pulse and veggies that he ate, turned later as fluid then were you hiding in those paddy and rice fields ? Where did you start you journey really ? In the earth, or in the water,or is it the sun light(fire), or in the air or in the space (great five elements) that created and nourished the food grains your father ate ?
Were you someone scattered in the earth like clay mud, who took a shape eventually the way you are now? If the great five elements cooked you and served in the assembly line fashion and used your father like a potterman who placed you like a lump of clay in to the womb of your mother, just like the potterwheel, to mould and shape you the way you are now?
Really, where did you start ?
If you said your birth is the starting point, then when exactly were you born ? Was it when you were delivered in that hospital by that nameless nurse ? Or in one of those ten unbelievable months, when your mother had to carry you everywhere, of all the places in her tummy ?
Or your start started when your mother conceived you in that love+lust communion of hers with her man (your daddy ofcourse !) Seriously, did your father carry you all the time and passed you on to your mom? If he carried you all the time in the form of that slippery fluid, then how you entered him in the first place?
If it was the cereals, pulse and veggies that he ate, turned later as fluid then were you hiding in those paddy and rice fields ? Where did you start you journey really ? In the earth, or in the water,or is it the sun light(fire), or in the air or in the space (great five elements) that created and nourished the food grains your father ate ?
Were you someone scattered in the earth like clay mud, who took a shape eventually the way you are now? If the great five elements cooked you and served in the assembly line fashion and used your father like a potterman who placed you like a lump of clay in to the womb of your mother, just like the potterwheel, to mould and shape you the way you are now?
Really, where did you start ?
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