Yes you can cut your butter knife
through the lump of iron. For a person suffused with unconditional love, all
this and more is the simplest of a task.
Martin Luther King, Jr.: “I refuse to accept the view that
mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that
the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality... I
believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.”
There is a fountain of happiness
inside. It lies dormant under the self-imposed crust of fears, illusions,
assumptions and ignorance. You have to unearth it. You have to remove the
burdensome layer that weighs you down like a beast of burden. You just pull
ahead like a coal and soot laden steam engine, lifelessly, mechanically. You
have to realize you are more than a beast of burden and a steam engine.
Pierce through the crust’s
increasing thickness. You have to dig deeper. Stop, take rest and get a sense
of what you are doing. Again you have to pick up your pickaxe. You cannot
afford too much rest. Rest lies at the destination. There it is a factor of
eternity. Once you reach there, running and resting will become the same.
Hit hard. Let its iron run deep into
the earthen wall that separates you from your real potential, your destiny,
your destination for which Mother Nature has shaped and nurtured you. Dig deep.
Look within. Life isn’t worth living just as a series of accidental occurrences
bobbing you like a wooden wreck tossed by stormy waves. It’s about calculated,
well planned steps and moves.
Steer the ship well. You were born
to master it, just keep it in mind. With knowledge and information you can move
on the crust only. It’s just living accidentally. Wisdom helps you dig deep.
There is a source of your real happiness. It doesn’t require a sprint on the
outer crust. You will just head-butt other runners, fall in the dust and grind
your bloody teeth. After all, it’s just a stampede.
Break through the outer shell. It
needs some guts to begin with, but then at later stages it is like you are
cutting butter with a knife. You will have the passage to your real self. It
will be an escape route from the mindless race.
Just dive into it. Below lies the
tranquil sea, your own unchartered waters. You are the owner of its infinite
depths and cool currents spreading in countless directions. You can drift
anywhere. Just imagine the freedom. Claim your freedom. You were not born to be
a slave to your fears. Freedom is just unadulterated love. Go, do it!
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