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A BEND IN TIME

A moment will come - a moment so rarified, so delicate - it will transcend the realm of human expression.

The incessant chatter, the noise, the illusion, the arrogance, the greed, the miasma, the fog will twist their way into the yawning jaws of a primeval silence and evanesce.

The momentum that begins at some point will speed up in a vacuous state of mind and will develop into a whirlwind, causing a disconnect with real reality.

THE QUEST FOR HAPPINESS

To cultivate happiness, we have to create a conducive conditions.

The two greatest enemies of happiness are uncontrolled desire and attachment.

I am aware that it is really not possible to live without desire and attachment, but it is possible to control them through understanding. It must be understood that what these emotions, in their uncontrolled state produce, is not really happiness but a disturbance in the mental equilibrium which deceives one into thinking that it is happiness.

"All problems of existence are essentially problems of harmony. They arise from the perception of unsolved discord and the instinct of an undiscovered agreement or unity".

Sri Aurobindo

Nothing should be out of sync - everything should be part and parcel of a well nit synchronicity, operating from a deep inner dynamic.

This comes from active and energetic engagement of the consciousness - a permanent interplay between the two.

WHAT IMPERMANENCE TEACHES US

Had Jesus Chris just recanted what he stood for, he could have escaped death but he didn't. Instead, he accepted death - a death that was violently and viciously thrust upon him.

Joan of Arc at first retracted her claims to the visions she had in exchange for life but later, retracted her retractions and was sent to the stake to be burned.

"Nothing short of total and absolute humility will suffice to make the world a better place to live in"

Most of us are fools, living in a fool's paradise. We never learn.

People die around us all the time - some of them, our near and dear ones. We go to their funerals, condole the bereaved but are we ever really and truly aware of our mortality because, if we are, we would be much better people.

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