It is such a terrifying thing to see a man cry.
Just because you took longer than others, doesn’t mean you failed.
Even if a person unravels everything before everyone to say the real facts: ‘This is This’ & ‘That is That’, the probability is very high is that the majority of people may say ‘This is That’ & ‘That is This’.
At each moment, our seemingly objective world emerges from the dancing of consciousness with a single untruth: that there is something out there which is not us.
Do I believe a thing has limits!? Of course! Nothing exists that doesn’t have limits. Existence means there’s always something else, and so everything has limits. Why is it so hard to conceive that a thing is a thing, and that it isn’t always being some other thing that’s beyond it?
A person who is not true to oneself can easily be misguided by the self-seeker people through mass propaganda to believe a right one as a wrong guy and the bad ones as the bright individuals.
Reality is, you know, the tip of an iceberg of irrationality that we’ve managed to drag ourselves up onto for a few panting moments before we slip back into the sea of the unreal.
Talking to the Divine is possible when you have your knowledge, thoughts, mind & body in line, remembering God with every breath. In Sufism, it is called ‘Sama’. But in reality, it should be called ‘Self realization’, I think.
You took life by the horns and tried to hold on tight, for fear of being ripped to shreds, left bloodied and battered.
We possess art lest we perish of the truth.