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The Truth of Life

 

Sometimes when I look at a mad man, I wonder to myself, "Who really is mad? Him or me?". And then a realisation dawns upon me and I start to understand that everyone is mad. Some are mad for love, some are mad for money, some are mad for sex, some are mad for God.

 

Mad, mad, mad. Everyone’s mad. It’s a mad world. Enjoy being mad. Enjoy life. This Life’s beautiful and amazing!

 

I was having my shower when I looked at my reflection in the toilet mirror. Who really is that person I’m seeing in the mirror? And who is seeing who?

 

“This world’s a huge play on a big scale. I created this world” the reflection said to me.

 

“All you see and touch and feel is you. Nothing’s wrong with it. It’s perfect. Just the way it’s supposed to be. And whenever you see the imperfections, it’s just the Mind. Listen to the Heart. The main purpose in life is to discover the union between the Mind and the Heart. To lead both and merge them to one. That’s all.”

 

“When you’re happy, be very happy. Enjoy it! When you’re angry, enjoy being angry! Be happily angry. And when you’re sad, be joyfully sad! This life’s a drama and we play different emotions on stage. Enjoy the attention you get when you play them, enjoy the sensation you feel. Just enjoy it because once the play’s over, you’ll revel in the moments and talk about it to yourself. That’s the whole purpose of the creation of this “drama called Life”. To enjoy it. That’s all.”

 

“The whole world is you. From the seemingly distant moon, stars and the sun to the blue sky, to the oceans and the fishes in it to the animals and the forests and the cities and people. Everything, is you. Period.

 

The Mind is the one that says, “No. Everything is distant. No, you’re so and so. No, there is separation between this person and that.” The Mind doubts. The Mind questions. The Mind fears. The Mind denies.

 

But the Heart enjoys the curiosity. The Heart answers and seeks. The Heart loves. The Heart accepts.

 

When people overcome fear, they overcome everything.”

 

“The Mind wants this and that. The Mind wants to be happy. The Mind wants peace. The Mind wants to be sad. The Mind wants to be depressed. It’s cycle after cycle after cycles created by the Mind and we like fools just follow it around. Want, want, want. Want are Desires. The desire to see and feel God itself is a desire.

 

Why desire? Just let it be. Enjoy it! Enjoy the state of confusion because you’re free to be confused. You’re free to doubt. You’re free to be sad and you’re also free to be happy. You’re free! You have been free. Always have been and always will. And so it is. You are free.

 

“Now, again, who are YOU really? Seek! And search! Never stop. Life’s beautiful! Enjoy this drama. Just look at everything around you, nothing’s wrong with it. You created this. Everything was created and is you in actual fact. Life’s perfect. You’re perfect. Enjoy this masterpiece called Life!”

 

 

I got the answer to the question in my dream while showering today Smile Thank you Swami for the timely reminder.

 

 

With that, I would love to end today’s post with a very long quote from William Shakespeare from his play, “As You Like It”:

 

All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

 

Enjoy Life! Because Life is You. Smile

 

I love everyone of you with everything I have,

Sukhbir

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