Religions are God’s languages to speak to all of us on earth. Does much get lost in translation among us, of course, we are humans after all. Who am I to judge one over another. But there is divine poetry in every language and it’s heavenly. I may speak only one, but I consider myself lucky to have heard and experienced many. All praise to the Unknown.
All souls within all beings quietly rejoice in all of life’s movements, i.e. both joy and suffering. Yes. Because it’s simply here within each to experience all things. Like all the rides in amusement parks; some are fun and some are scary, and some are thrilling, all the more they are all used and present in the park. Most end up riding all kinds of rides.
Truth is the soul sees no difference between one’s joy and suffering. It simply observes experiences the magnitude of both without interference, through its presence within the body. We are only the sensor, our soul is the true experiencer and the god the unknown is the ultimate seer or observer and the final experiencer. This is a difficult truth.
This is realized in a moment or few moments because it is temporary and cannot be permanent. But when you are lucky enough to connect with your soul, in that brief moment you will immediately realize both suffering and joy is immaterial. And there is immense gratitude for your mere existence itself. That is a truly profound realization that can only be remembered after but cannot be continually experienced or sustained.
You can through strict meditation, and in extreme states achieve that reconnection and clarity again. This cannot be taught or formulated down. It can be spoken of like this, poorly! It is a self realization that anyone can attain and it is a true state. But our existential reality is the counter weight to this duality of life and understanding perhaps for good practical reasons of life. I have lot more questions too. I know it sounds ridiculous to conclude suffering and joy are same to the soul. But that’s the learning. Be well.
“My writings are no different than the air I breathe. They all briefly visit me, yet breathe life into me.” -KG
My problem is I can sit and stare, gaze at things that people may consider nothing for hours when in the inside I am completely lost in my wander, miles away into an abyss with endless trenches of past and future. Perhaps I am witnessing infinity unfold within or perhaps I am listening to time, or just maybe Gods movement across the infinite realms everywhere or perhaps I am just incapable of holding a useful thought to deliver valuable action.
And at last, when I return I am saddened at how indebted and useless I am to those who love and tolerate me for such waste of time. Written as I witness snow falling as though with intention to bring chaos on everything it touches. Forgive me, oh this hopeless soul.
The self has taken this body to experience, seeking pleasure is common way for the body to experience all its senses and the interaction with its surroundings. But the path to pleasure and stagnation or convergence to pleasure is where one loses self
When one moves into a house whether a homeless man or a wealthy king, they both seek shelter from the weather in that house. But soon enough they will have to leave the shelter to see the world, to do, to survive. To live one must leave that place of shelter and comfort.
Similarly, the body and its senses have to be left behind and tamed to see the universal truth and the existence of the omnipotent that surrounds all of us, the cautionary tale with the senses is that it may trap you and give you glimpses of the world like through a windows but with no door to open, to leave its clutch.
Humanity through eons of evolution and constrained civilizations, is programmed to think and decide fast for its survival. But it is also why it has foolishly developed several gross rounding errors in its current state. We are made to, and told to rush from day1. Consequentially, we have devised ways to avoid the present to seek a mirage of future. And due to this impalpable negligence, we have trained our minds to judge quickly. We pride in mistaking that to be decision making. And add absorbing others narratives into that speed, hate and ignorant judgement is born. Each of our worlds though on the same planet is slightly different and some vastly different even if they are few yards apart. Like that of the difference between the homeless and a proud homeowner with manicured lawns. Top all this with an untamed ego, judgement is dished in plenty. In the eyes of god the unknown this is sheer ignorance and a vile sin. For a man who suffers this suffers more in his own judgement than through his judgement of others. Repentance is the first step that must lead to an evergreen humility and presence with god the unknown. One must realize who is he in front of all that was made outside of their own body. Nothing inside nor outside belongs to them. Was given and will be taken without one’s knowledge, for that is the final judgement. All praise to the unknown.
I was distraught that I achieved nothing [per my inner scorecard] in 2016, the weight didn’t come off, the products didn’t fly off the shelf. Life coasted when viewed from most angles in 2016. But I felt an immense mental perspective and a profound confusion cleared. Nothing physically changed, but I was different, how I viewed and my ability to collect myself in a situation had improved at least I think it has. There were definitely many fumbles, temper fits, frustrations, in fact more for things happening around the world, and regarding the society I lived in than in the previous years. Previously, I had really hoped; I would become thick skinned or gradually ignorant about world affairs in 2016, but instead I got more sensitive, felt more guilty or responsible, felt more helpless, felt more frustrated, yet felt more hopeful when I saw good deeds by strangers, faith in humanity was restored and crushed repeatedly that year. Sometimes on the same issue. I was torn and put back together with deeper hope and understanding of life, it was by no stretch easier. I distanced myself, I hid, I became a loner to buy time to understand the entire thing that was laid on me, I needed time to process, because it was filled with tears for those who are out there with no hope or nothing to sustain a breadth or a drop to drink. This weight crushed me and the little hope I had on humanity. But humanity prevails.
So what changed, so why this new perspective, why this overall vulnerability. Why this sudden burden on my unworthy shoulders.
I think I finally listened, I listened to the world when on my knees, by choice, by the path i haven been ushered over all these years. 
I heard it loud and clear. Now the only question is, what am I going to do ?
The sad truth of nature and wisdom alike is they desire to reproduce, so do temptations and all vices. The striking parallel to such is the internet, self and selfishness are one. Self always permeates to create self. There are many ways this is described in society.
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