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The two banks; one being Life and another named Death. When standing on one bank, the other looks promising. The other bank is more visible, while the bank of life remains confusing. Both the banks are apparently alike. But we keep yearning for the other when in one. Sometimes the connecting river dries up, And we hardly notice that life and death has become all one. Do we move from life to death and vice-versa! Or remain unchanged; that's yet to be known It been my folly to have attachment or aversion for anything, When it's yet to be known if we ever lose or gain anything. Half the day is spent in slumber when the mind cease to exist. And so along with it all that was held to the mind. Whatever may happen all around, but unless it's fed to my mind, It's as good as nothing has ever happened. If Death is that we experience when in deep sleep, Then how less the time I spent living, And that short span of time seems so long, Filled with confusion, misery and illusion of j...

I leave behind some but find many many more. The faster I get used to new people and places. The faster I forget the old and the past. It's all in the mind and nothing is ever lost. Emotions are illusions and changes as fast as the weather. The world lives in the mind and the mind is unreliable and changeable. So often I felt that I cannot live without something and someone. But how unreliable this mind is, it can stick to trivial things. While forget the important ones. There are 7.9 billion people and species even more than that waiting for me. And I can never cover them in one life And it is insane to expect everything in one life. The one thing that's forever going to be the same; that's me, and not referring the mind in me. And I can only afford to realize my Self and never the multiplicity in this world. This world is an illusion and the nature of it is multiplicity, without any objective end. Tomorrow I will be lost and forgotten and that is so normal. If life itself...

The best and the lasting things in life happens. I can work towards something, but if I work for something That will not be ever fulfilling. That which happens considers the best and puts everything at its course And when I make an effort to make something happen, there will sometimes be resisting efforts made. Love, friendship, great work, eureka moments happens and can never be created. They wait for us and grabs up while our effort will always have chances to miss the target. There being many ways to reach the goal; but among them one path is there for sure which task us to lasting fulfilment And that path happens and we can never anticipate perfectly that path. This being the reason why patience is so much valued and expectation is a detractor. And every time I try to act it will not last long. And it can happen when I have lost myself but something else is waiting to find me. We get the most when we expect none and always fall short otherwise. .......

When being sweet and pleasing others, know that there is some hidden selfish desire. This being the reason why politicians and businessman never show their anger and always smiling But they belong to the category of bastards of highest grade. Truth is harsh and one who lives in Truth will find it intolerable to accept the clumsiness of life. Next time, when angry check if it is out of aversion or out of unacceptance of pretense and falsity. That being the reason when we are in our natural state of being, we get moody. So practise to be alone since the world do not owe my mood. When needed to be in this world, try to act good, fake though. But know for sure that cannot last for long as this world and it's people will get intolerable. Switch to my natural state of Being, where there is no scope for falsity and pretense.

There no longer remains need to express anything, particularly in words. Reasoning and expression gets obsolete. There can never be words, expressions that can express the experience of realization. You will find such Being fumbling in words as he struggles to find the apt word. That he actually will never find one. I get kicked or doomed or condemned for anything. It just matters not to me. When I realized all is an illusion, why do I even bother about illusion. It's like a salesmen trying to sell me a fake thing and I am aware of it. He says it's a real and good item, but I know it is fake. I may buy it though not needing it but to keep him happy or ignore it; nothing matters at all. If you find someone, working hard to explain, reason, talk and talk. Know for sure, he is far from the state of realization, how hard he may claim to be. If you find one such person who is realized, you would say he does not belong to this world. He will be like a strong tree whose branches are f...