this world seems like a cemetery.
dead people walking around, going about their own ways, pretending to be alive. pretending to be happy or sad.
what is this?
Do most people (at this point) see the world as such, or is it just me, or is it my mind ?
i too am sleepwalking.
2008-01-20 18:16
I cannot trust or listen to the mind any longer.
It is the mind that says:
"Look, it is I who brought you to this virtuous path"
"Look it is I who brought you to the bhakti of Bhagavan"
"In fact, it is I who brought you to self-enquiry, too"
"Therefore listen to me, trust me. I will liberate you".
We don't know how we reached here. To this path, to this point in this path.
We know the way Bhagavan has pointed out. He has already pointed us to the inner guru. Once the outer guru has pointed us in, we cannot stand there forever looking at the outer guru. We have to seek out the inner guru, the Self.
The mind will come out with many excuses to prevent us from going in. And then it will agree with itself.
I don't know whether this nausea and suffocation is coincidental but it feels linked to this world trying to attract me with its trifles and promises of pleasure.
How hard is this accursed personality to beat.
Going back to silence now. Enough of thought - makes me sick.
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Self - the only hope
O Self
you are the only hope
the final hope
No one knows you
no one knows how you look
and those who do (know you)
can't describe you
The one who seeks you
can't find you.
Yet he has to search, to know
you can't be found.
You are present like space
so you say
and cannot be grasped
Your saying that the mind cannot grasp you
subtler than the mind
is like saying you can be seen only in complete
darkness.
or you can be seen but not with the eyes.
or you can be seen, but only when one stops looking!
Have mercy, Self!
what directions are these
to a traveler weary and broken
