The Plaster of Thought-Walls: 145

Thoughts: One Thousand Nine
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One. This morning I received Krishna-prasad at the ISKCON temple in Sirajganj. My gratitude to the devotees for such a wonderful arrangement. Krishna-prasad is always nectar-like.
(I mentioned yesterday that the current ISKCON temple, which began operations in 2016, was once a Hanuman temple managed by devotees from the Marwari community. You can see Hanumanji's image in the photograph.)
(From a friend's comment:) The original name of this temple was Panchati Thakur Bari. Here they worshipped not only Hanumanji but also Mahavir, Ram-Sita, and Shri Krishna. After the 1965 war, almost all members of the Marwari community left for India. Sathiya Kaka's (Satyanarayan Sarda) father, Manikchand Sarda, served as the temple's caretaker. They still live in the old building beside the temple, called Sarda Bhavan. The temple was damaged in 1971. The temple deities were looted. Over time, the old temple's roof collapsed; the temple's activities came to a complete halt. Temple renovation began in 2016 under Professor Nitai Lal Saha's initiative. At that time, Sathiya Kaka and his family entrusted the temple's worship responsibilities to ISKCON. The temple was inaugurated in 2017 after the renovation work was completed.
Two. Great fortune—coming to Sirajganj ISKCON temple, I received prasad from Puri's Jagannath temple. Besides this, the devotees gifted me two recently published books from their educational wing 'VOICE' (Vedic Oasis for Inspiration, Culture and Education). (Some books published by 'VOICE' are quite good.) They wanted to gift more books, but since I already had those, I requested they give them to someone else. The devotees invited me for Krishna-prasad tomorrow morning as well. The humble hospitality of ISKCON's devotees will surely enchant you.
Let me share some information. This temple is very ancient. Once, Hanumanji was worshipped here. Devotees from the Marwari community managed the temple's activities. Later, ISKCON took on all temple responsibilities for Krishna-seva and spreading Krishna-nam.
Three. Always remember, your self-respect must not lie buried in its grave before you do.
Four. If you find you can adjust with someone, then unless there's a serious problem, keep them in your life or stay with them. Rest assured, your mind was seeking exactly such a person; you needed exactly such a person to survive, otherwise they would have felt like a foreign body or something unnecessary to you. Understanding this vibe of the mind is very important. What you feel is more important than what others tell.
Five. Here, in this gathering, to be intoxicated with passion . . .
Again and again return Ghalib-Rumi;
They think, the overflowing cup knows the search for the beloved's tears in wine—
Those eyes that know how to pour even joy into tears!
Alas! How life crashes face-down in time's changing tides!
Drunk on the evening-descended world's intoxication,
with unsteady feet I rise again
I, or we.
Six. Your earnings, everyone's expenses,
Your suffering, nobody's.
Seven. In a faraway land, there was a boy who couldn't speak but had a special music box filled with every song imaginable.
One day, he met a girl who had never heard music before. Intrigued, he played his favorite song for her. She was captivated by the melody, feeling emotions she had never experienced.
Every day, he shared more songs with her, using music as his only way to communicate. She grew to love the sad songs the most, finding comfort in their melodies.
However, as time went on, the boy noticed the girl becoming increasingly unhappy.
When he asked why, she thanked him for introducing her to music but explained that she needed to find her own path to happiness.
আট। While I was asleep,
I missed the chance to fully embrace your presence,
diving deeper into the depths of your emotions than
you may have anticipated.
There was a time when
I considered you
to be someone worth cherishing, and now,
I lament not being able to keep you close.
নয়। Brother, I am a department store without price tags. Here you'll find both wine and milk. I keep everything. There's plenty of space, so everything fits. Take what you need. If you don't need anything, at least browse around—you might find something! What's the point of creating unnecessary fuss? If you don't like it, go to another shop. Are we short of shops? Once you're inside the store, standing before something you don't need—what does that accomplish except wasting time? Learn to search. Practice the art of seeking. When you know how to look, everything can be found; when you don't, even what's right before your eyes gets lost. If you like it, if your heart desires, come back to this store; if you don't like it, even if your heart wants to, never come to this store again—go somewhere else, that would be better. Don't give the mind so much importance. The mind, you see, is quite the idler! Time is precious! You'll see, one day you'll have everything, except time itself.
Reflection: One Thousand Ten
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One. When that person was entering my heart step by step, whether I understood it or not, I would pray that they would never, in any way, become entangled in my life!
One day I noticed that just as time playfully sticks out its tongue and age grows effortlessly, so too was this person gradually growing within my heart, ignoring all my barriers.
The more I try to hold them gently like the loose end of a sari's border, the more they become woven into life like the fabric of an everyday sari.
I realized that I was weaving a relationship bound by invisible threads, or perhaps we both were. Then one day, watching from afar, I saw how what had only been a prayer all this while had somehow become the answered prayer itself.
Two. Attempting
Or evading
Thoughts of you, somewhat connected—
Binding,
Then striving to unbind,
A tangled knot.
Three. Sitting alone in this dusty room, memories flood my mind. The window chair, once shared with you, now holds only me.
I'm surrounded by the remnants of our past, lost in thoughts of our love. I wonder if you ever think of me amidst the chaos of life.
It's a simple moment, yet it speaks volumes of longing and uncertainty.
Four. If I wrote it down, could I put it on a shelf?
If I talked about what you took, would that make it better?
If I do it,
Can I forget how I felt?
Five. I'm unable to reverse
the things I've done;
I can't take back
a song once sung.
And what weighs the heaviest in my regret—
I can't forgive myself,
As you can't forget my mistakes.
Six. Have you ever lost something, like your favorite shirt or keys, and while searching, found something else you forgot about? Then you stopped looking, maybe because you found a replacement. It's like that thing never existed until you rediscovered it.
Everyone has lost things they hope to find again, for their past significance.
I feel like I belong to your collection of lost things, like a forgotten note or an old photo tucked away. I hope you'll find me someday and remember what I once meant to you.
Seven. Have you ever found yourself lying in bed, unable to sleep, as thoughts of past mistakes swirl relentlessly in your mind? Each night, these haunting thoughts visit, reminding you of the mistakes you've made. And as you lay there, you can't help but hope that sleep will somehow provide solace, knowing that if you were to never wake again, those mistakes would remain buried in the darkness of night.
Eight. Which verses of the Bhagavad Gita do you consider most significant? (All verses of the Gita are undoubtedly important, but here I use 'significant' in the sense of 'beloved' or 'favoured.')
I feel inspired to write about certain verses of the Gita in light of Shankara's commentary, hence this inquiry.
Nine. What I cannot accept, and what insists I accept it—if not absolutely compelled, I cannot accept that either. Where I cannot properly give time even to friends and family, there's no question of allowing some random person to waste my time twice on trivial matters! Life is more precious than time, so if one wishes to arrange one's life properly, all time-wasters must be kept at bay at any cost.
Add more people to life and you add more inhumanity; reduce people and you increase humanity. The rest is your affair.
Ten. When someone receives a service they shouldn't get for free, most people consider it worthless service.
Eleven. Suffering is love's penance.
Twelve. Why do you all keep giving me so much knowledge?
Don't you have my bKash number?
Thirteen. When people have nothing to say to you, they ask: When are you getting married? Or why aren't you married? Or so-and-so got married, when are we invited to yours? And so on and so forth. Have you noticed this? So from now on, when anyone says such things, immediately respond: I certainly want to marry, but can't afford to due to lack of money. Could you lend me a hundred and fifty thousand? I promise to repay before my eleventh child arrives.
Fourteen. The wanderings of Jain Tirthankaras extended to distant South and Southeast Asia. From various places in present-day India and Bangladesh, many Jain sculptures are still found from time to time. Just recently, while digging a pond in Dhaka and Gopalganj in Bangladesh, fifty-one Jain Tirthankara sculptures were discovered, carved in the Digambara Khargasana (Kayotsarga) posture.
Are there still Marwari Jains in Bangladesh today? If so, where? Does anyone know? I came across a photograph of a Jain temple in Gaibandha, Rangpur, established about twelve and a half centuries ago. Does anyone know about this temple? If so, please contact me on WhatsApp (01976-086921) to discuss this.
Fifteen. How strange are humans—love awakens even before wounds heal...
Sixteen. Ramkrishna Bachaspati was a renowned professor of Shrihat. When Raghunath Shiromani established his academy in Nabadwip, the elderly Bachaspati closed his own institution and told his students: "Find yourselves another teacher. I have found my guru." Saying this, he went to Nabadwip at that age to study like a young student.
Ah, if such a person doesn't receive God's grace, then who will!
The greatest fortune in human life is finding a guru. But the prerequisite for attaining such fortune is becoming a true disciple. Becoming a guru is difficult, becoming a disciple is more difficult, and the establishment of communion between such a true guru and true disciple is most difficult of all!
**Reflection: One Thousand Eleven

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One. I love you, so I do not wish to go to heaven for fear that if you see me there you might become angry and leave! I am far away, will always remain far—you need not endure me; please just be well.
Two. A saint, while bathing in the river, suddenly saw a scorpion floating in the water. The saint had learned from his true guru that serving all beings is dharma. So he lifted the scorpion from the water and placed it on dry land. The moment he picked it up, the scorpion stung his hand. When the scorpion fell back into the water the next moment, the saint again lifted it to safety; this time too the scorpion duly stung him.
When the scorpion fell into the water a third time, the saint thought... it is surely not appropriate to save such an ungrateful creature. But just then it occurred to him again... the scorpion is only acting according to its nature—a scorpion's dharma is indeed to sting! By stinging my hand, it is doing nothing against dharma. Now if I remain indifferent while witnessing its life in peril before my very eyes, then the sin of abandoning dharma would fall upon me instead!
The saint then saved the scorpion's life again, even while enduring the agony of its sting. And immediately left that place for elsewhere.
A bad person does not truly do bad deeds—his manner of action is simply like that, meaning acting thus is his dharma or characteristic; his education or understanding contains no wisdom to do anything beyond this. Therefore, to avoid the company of bad people, one must either remove oneself from their vicinity or skillfully block all paths for them to approach you.
Three. The great devotee-saint Ramprasad Sen was traveling from Halisahar to Banaras for pilgrimage. On his journey, at Triveni, he heard a divine voice in his dreams—he need not go to the holy place anymore, for Mother Annapurna always resides in his heart. Then he returned home and sang:
What more need have I of Kashi?

At Mother's feet lie Gaya, Ganga, and Banaras.

In the heart-lotus during meditation, I float in an ocean of bliss.

Kali's lotus feet are countless sacred places.

In Kali's name, where is sin? No head, no headache,

As fire burns cotton to ash.

Death in Kashi brings liberation, so speaks Shiva's word,

But devotion is the root of all, liberation merely its servant.

What fruit lies in nirvana? Water merges with water,

Better not to become sugar—I love to taste sugar instead.

Playfully Prasad speaks, says the ocean of mercy,

The four goals of life rest in your palm, if you contemplate, O wild-haired one.
A Ramprasad or a Ramakrishna need never journey to sacred places for divine realization. Like the Vedic sages, they had known through utterly pure experience that there is no pilgrimage greater than the heart! What fruit could come from wandering all sacred places for one who never entered the chamber of his own soul!
Four. I don't understand all that much, friend; but I know with absolute certainty that God never makes people recipients or rejects of grace based on kitchen or dining table considerations. If God were so foolish, He would dwell in temples rather than in human hearts!
Five. The prerequisite for proper observance of dharma is being civilized and possessed of good sense. It is impossible for the uncouth and senseless to be dharmic. A good breed of dog does not bark at the sight of every other breed of dog. Good people of one community do not pounce upon seeing people of another community. A person's behavior reveals their true nature. Therefore, if anyone develops an adverse impression about your community, much of that responsibility falls upon you.
You might say, can't there be bad people in a good community? Of course there can be, but if seeing a community member immediately breeds disgust about the community, who will waste time investigating whether the community is good or bad?
Six. He who has endless time,

has endless sorrow.
Keeping yourself busy means keeping yourself safe.

Seven. Time kills him who kills time.

Eight. After the French Revolution, a French general was traveling with a group of soldiers through the mountainous regions of Switzerland. One ordinary soldier was saying to his companion, "Being a general must be great fun—we're walking while he rides his horse. He doesn't have to suffer any hardship for the country!"
Hearing this, the general immediately dismounted and said to the soldier, "Brother! Your body must be unwell, or you must be very tired from all this walking—that's why you're saying such things. Being a general isn't easy either; there are many difficulties to manage. Be that as it may, you ride this horse now, and I'll walk in your place among the ranks, carrying your rifle on my shoulder. When it comes to serving the country, what's all this about pride and ego, brother? During battle, I'll be right there in front of everyone, higher up on horseback, in the place of greatest danger from enemy fire."
The soldier felt a bit ashamed and initially didn't want to mount the horse, but later, glancing at the other soldiers and giving a somewhat boastful smile, he got on the horse. Within half an hour, enemy fire from the bushes on the mountainside struck the soldier sitting high up on horseback, wounding him and throwing him to the ground.

The soldier died wearing the general's crown.
Nine. A mighty king, while hunting in the forest, encountered a hermit. After speaking with him for some time, the king was greatly pleased and urged the hermit to accept some gift.
The sage said, "These trees give me fruit, this river gives me water, I have caves to sleep in—what use do I have for your gifts?" Still, the king requested that the hermit honor his capital with his presence at least once.
Reluctantly, the sage accompanied the king to his palace. There, signs of wealth were evident everywhere. The king said to the sage, "Please rest for a while, let me finish my worship."
He then went to a corner of the same room and began his daily prayers: "O Lord! Grant me more wealth, children, and good health. Let me become even richer."
The sage immediately began walking away from there. The king followed and said, "Sir! You're leaving without accepting any gift from me?" The sage turned to him and said, "I don't accept alms from beggars."
**Thoughts: One Thousand Twelve

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One. I once thought I alone was bad in this world.
Then one day I opened a Facebook account. Everyone welcomed me... no, you're not alone, I'm here with you...
Now I think, just as there's no end to good, there's no end to bad either. I'm still just a child!
Two. Ghosts are much better than wives; at least you can say outright: I don't believe in ghosts.
Try exercising such freedom of speech with wives, if you have the courage!
Three. Marriage is the best horror movie. So, if you love watching horror movies, get married.
Four. Never explain.

Never complain.

Never condemn.

Just block.
Only peace is real. Get it, give it.
Five. When we walk wearing shoes, let us never forget that shoe sizes vary according to different feet. Your foot is not the only foot in the world. The shoe that fits my foot properly—you may or may not know its size.
There is no room for guesswork here; if you guess, that shoe will fit your neck better than my foot.

Six. In our time, two types of students read Poppy Guides:
1. Those who wanted to pass

2. Those who wanted to avoid failure
Poppy Guides never disappointed them, which is why they reached the pinnacle of sales and popularity. Seeing our foolishness, it never occurred to them to wonder: what's the point of taking exams without reading Poppy Guides?
Do you remember the legendary Poppy Guides?
(I've added this section after reading your comments:
I was delighted to read your comments. Thank you all. Though unnecessary, I'll still offer two disclaimers:
1. I posted this with a certain double meaning, naturally. That is, here Poppy Guide doesn't mean Poppy Guide. My heartfelt thanks for not catching on.
2. I didn't know who owned or wrote the Poppy Guides. From your comments, I learned that the respected copyright holder of these guides is the honorable MP from Cumilla. I express my gratitude to him because his creation (the guide) benefited many students and teachers. Surely he received prayers and blessings from all of them. May he prosper. I never read or saw these guides, because back then, almost everyone I saw reading them were backbenchers. In childhood, I truly wasn't part of their group, so I was never inspired to buy Poppy Guides. I say humbly that I was the kind of student whose teacher had to sit with dictionaries and grammar books when giving me a thrashing. With humble confidence, I can say there was hardly any grammar rule that I didn't know at the time. Before reaching class nine, I had already finished J.C. Nesfield, Thomson & Martinet, W. Standard Allen, Michael Swan, A.S. Hornby, Raymond Murphy, John Eastwood, Michael Hewings, P.K.D. Sarkar, Wren & Martin, and several Indian grammar books with quite difficult exercises under my father's guidance. (My basics in Bengali were also at a sufficiently high level.) Naturally, Poppy Guides didn't attract me. (This isn't arrogance, it's one hundred percent truth.)
May you always be well.)

Seven. In the Gita, Lord Krishna repeatedly emphasizes following the ideal of desireless action. Simultaneously, Lord Krishna also says that the devotee with (philosophical) knowledge is most dear to Him—so dear that the knowledgeable devotee is His very soul (verses 7/17, 7/18).
Those of us who are reading the Gita merely to earn merit (with desire-driven ideals) without properly understanding its significance (without acquiring philosophical knowledge)—are we not disobedient children of the Lord? What do you think?
If one studies the Gita properly with understanding (in light of the Vedas, Vedanta, and Upanishads), nothing else need be read for living a beautiful life. Yet we remain stuck on mere correct pronunciation and memorization! Please share your thoughts on this.

Eight. The conscience within us that inspires us toward good deeds and awakens remorse when we do wrong—that is our God. Conscience works continuously to awaken us to the true righteous path. Those who follow the verdict of conscience cannot be led astray by anything in this world. Spend time thinking deeply about something. Then you'll see how that very thing or thought somehow returns in your dreams! If you accept what conscience tells you to do and live with that in mind, you'll find it becomes very difficult to do anything harmful to yourself or others.

Nine.
Some people you cannot call 'dada' even if you want to—'sir' is what comes to your lips; like Shah Rukh Khan.
Some people you cannot call 'sir' even if you want to—'dada' is what comes naturally; like Sourav Ganguly.
Some people you cannot call either 'dada' or 'sir' even if you want to—'guru' is what emerges; like James.
Some people you cannot address as 'dada', 'sir', or 'guru' even if you want to—only their name comes to your lips; like Humayun Ahmed.
'Dada', 'sir', 'bhai', 'bhaiya', 'guru', or simply the name itself—these modes of address can never define anyone. People define themselves. What others feel or find themselves compelled to say, they say. But at day's end, the feeling is everything.
(Another revered person's name keeps coming to mind: Abdullah Abu Sayeed, whom one cannot call anything but 'Sir'.)
Ten. Have you noticed how eagerly you want to jump in and protest my third-rate, cheap posts, yet when it comes to first-rate, weighty posts, you're nowhere to be found? How beautifully limited your range is—did you see? Your movement defines your class.
Thought: One Thousand and Thirteen
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One. By the Master's will, action. The Master's will is action itself.
Two. Oh, what varieties of days exist! Yesterday was apparently Roommate Day! I had no idea; it never occurred to me that such an odd day could even exist! Anyway, now that I know, let me say a line about my roommate...
Dear roommate, you could have managed not being a guy!
Three. Only share that happiness on Facebook which wouldn't bother you if it were destroyed. People break toys in childhood, and break others' happiness in adulthood. So whatever you don't want to lose, keep it hidden.
Four. Truth must be discovered; truth can never be created.
Falsehood must be created; falsehood can never be discovered.
This is why when something true is advertised too frequently, it sounds like a lie—because advertisement is not something to be discovered, but something to be created according to one's whims.
Five. If you saved the time wasted in criticizing others and used it instead to improve your language skills, you wouldn't make so many spelling and usage errors when badmouthing someone. Think about it—the benefit is actually yours. Everyone will understand that even if you're a worthless person, you're not ignorant. If you learn to criticize in proper language, you'll be praised in all circles as a professional educated critic. Live on, you fool!
When hurling abuse, remember to flip through a dictionary. It's annoying to receive incorrectly spelled insults. Abuse from an educated person is more comfortable than abuse from an ignorant one. Try to be educated—I too have the right to receive abuse from an educated person.
Six. I don't think ill of anyone. When I feel like thinking ill of someone, I never give my mind the time to dwell on them. There's so much work to do—so much, so much! Mainly due to lack of time, I cannot or don't want to think ill of anyone. Without knowing how to redirect the mind toward necessary work, one doesn't get enough time to complete essential tasks. Criticism, complaints, and blame—these three things are done by losers; winners have plenty of work to do. My assumption is that everyone except me is good. Why such an assumption? ... What benefit would I gain by thinking about and discussing someone else? Do I really have no work of my own to do? ... From these thoughts, instead of wasting precious time on others, I spend that time on improving myself further.
There is more profit in this alone.
Seven. When one grows up, one must fight alone, weep alone in silence. Nothing can be said to anyone. One thinks, if only there were a single friend to embrace and cry with! But I have no such friend at all!
For five years I have not called my father to weep. What agony it is to live without weeping before my father! I wait, wondering when I shall call my father just once and weep!
When, I know not!
Eight. : I call you sorrow, and in this I find some peace.
: Then what of the times when I think of you as joy?
Nine. I did not love you in hope of gaining something. I loved you because you were a person worthy of love.
Ten. If half the emphasis placed on pronouncing scriptures correctly were given to reading them with proper understanding, humanity would benefit twofold.
Eleven. You were not yourself,
you were my beloved habit.
Though I could let you go,
I cannot abandon the habit at all!
Twelve. Not quarrels, but indifference. Not disputes, but busyness.
Thirteen. One who never harms anyone is watched over by the Creator himself.
One who always helps others is taken care of by humanity itself.
Fourteen. Most people around you are good; the rest either do not like you or you do not like them.
Fifteen. Consider this.
When you recognized me and sought my attention to exchange pleasantries, I was buried in some book. Instead of not conversing or conversing very briefly before moving away...you tried to show how much you liked me, or launched into stories about your problems, or unleashed a tedious storm of name-dropping about being so-and-so's such-and-such or such-and-such's so-and-so, or dragged me through selfie-like complications.
Must it be done this way?
If someone you know has a book in hand (which they are reading at that moment) or is accompanied by someone of the opposite sex, pretend not to recognize them and walk away. This is not called showing attitude, but showing maturity. Avoiding is far, far, far better than annoying.
Sixteen. People generally do not get the person of their desires; instead they get someone through whom they can fulfill their desires well enough, but who never becomes the person of their dreams.
Seventeen. Life is short and uncertain. Do whatever brings you joy without harming anyone. Let your own decision be final in this matter. Society is as much bad as it is good. If you leave this world nursing regrets in your heart, it will matter to no one. Who belongs to whom in this world! People remember people for only two days. Try to turn your moments into memories, before it is too late.
Reflection: One Thousand Fourteen
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One. Indeed, the human being is a miracle in itself. Never underestimate your capabilities. Even when you feel overwhelmed by pain, remember that you have the strength to endure much more. The possibilities are limitless, and the world is full of opportunities waiting for you to explore. Embrace the journey, let go of your fears, and trust in a higher power. Just like a free fall, hold onto faith, and you will find your feet firmly on the ground. Children often perceive the beauty of the world more clearly because of their innocence.
It's unfortunate that some adults lose sight of this beauty as they grow older. Despite feeling small, love can reside within us. Look at your eyes—they may be small, but they have the capacity to see tremendous things.
Two. In the abstract realm where perception meets essence, things like size and visibility matter little. Consider our eyes—small yet powerful enough to behold the vast universe. And our heart, invisible yet profoundly attuned to our feelings and experiences.
In this enigmatic world, value transcends measurement. Think of the Divine—unseen yet omnipresent, revealing to us the nature of vastness. Some hearts embrace all existence, while others remain constrained by limitations.
To be magnanimous means transcending the self to comprehend both joy and suffering. Challenges, like physical training, nurture our spiritual growth. Through adversity, we commune with something greater—the cosmos, the Divine.
In life's intricate dance, our heart becomes a portal to understanding the Creator. Amid all turbulence, love binds everything together. As our eyes perceive beauty, our heart experiences love in its fullness.
In moments of stillness, these reflections offer solace and inspiration, reminding us of the profound meaning beneath life's fluctuations.
Three. In contemplating the smallness of hearts and eyes, we often overlook their immense capacity for compassion, connection, and understanding. Despite their physical size, these organs serve as conduits for profound emotions and experiences. When we engage in debates over trivial matters, we risk missing out on the deeper truths that surround us.
Instead of fixating on semantics, let us embrace a broader perspective—one that allows us to see beyond mere words and appreciate the beauty of existence itself. Through our own perceptions and interpretations, we can uncover the hidden depths within ourselves and others. This process requires us to acknowledge the inherent wisdom and insight that resides within each individual, regardless of outward appearances.
Love emerges as the guiding principle that transcends barriers of language, culture, and time. It is through acts of love and compassion that we forge meaningful connections with one another, enriching our collective human experience. However, our reluctance to fully embrace love often hinders our ability to realize its full potential.
If we could only set aside our reservations and fears, we would discover a world brimming with boundless love and abundance. It is through the lens of love that we truly perceive the interconnectedness of all things, allowing the heart to forge profound connections with the world around us.
Four. Better to be deceived by trusting someone than to win by shattering another's faith. Better still is to never trust anyone to the extent that leads to deception.
Five. What's the point of quarreling with someone who doesn't want you? Instead of wasting time, sit down to study, develop yourself. One day they'll surely regret it, but by then you won't have time to spare for their feelings. Life is like that. Some lose everything despite having it all, while others gain everything through loss.
Reflection: One Thousand and Fifteen
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One.
Upon opening my eyes to the world outside, I feel insignificant, akin to a minuscule droplet adrift in the vast ocean. However, as I close my eyes and turn my focus inward, a profound revelation unfolds. Within the depths of my being, I witness the universe unfurling like a delicate bubble ascending within the ocean of my heart. It's a moment of profound introspection, where the external realm fades away, unveiling the internal cosmos in all its magnificence.
The tears that occasionally cloud my vision aren't merely saline droplets; they pierce through the fabric of my wounded heart like arrows. Each tear bears the weight of emotions—pain, sorrow, longing, also resilience and hope. They serve as a testament to the depth of human emotion, reminding me of the intricate web of feelings that intertwine within the fabric of existence.
The origin of a child hold little significance in the grand scheme of things. What truly matters is the message reverberating through the annals of time—an urging to transcend the biases that afflict our world. It's an invitation to perceive beyond the veils of prejudice and embrace the inherent beauty that permeates every corner of our planet. Only by piercing the balloon of bias can we dissipate the stifling air of anger and division, paving the way for a new era of understanding and unity.
Despite their diminutive size, our eyes act as portals to the external world, offering us glimpses of the boundless expanse of the sky. Similarly, our hearts, though physically compact, harbor the greatest mysteries of the universe. They possess the ability to love unconditionally, to feel deeply, and to commune with the divine essence that courses through all of creation. It's within the sanctum of our hearts that the purest form of energy resides, guiding the path of our souls with its luminous radiance.
Amidst the tumultuous currents of life, those who surrender to the divine essence find themselves ensconced in a tranquil haven of peace. Even as the world outside churns with tempestuous storms of uncertainty and chaos, they remain steadfast, anchored by the unwavering faith that all is as it should be. It's a testament to the indomitable resilience of the human spirit, transcending earthly tribulations to find solace in the eternal embrace of the divine.
To the visionary whose insight transcends worldly limitations, and whose heart embodies boundless compassion, gratitude is owed. Their words serve as a poignant reminder of the innate goodness inherent within each of us, urging us to embrace love and empathy in all our interactions. And to every individual who shares their thoughts and emotions, thank you. Your words are not mere comments but heartfelt expressions of love, enriching our collective consciousness with their depth and sincerity.
Two. In the boundless expanse of existential inquiry, our reflections serve as luminous threads weaving through the network of human consciousness.
Through the alchemy of contemplation, we traverse the ethereal realms of faith and perception, transcending the confines of conventional thought to explore the ineffable mysteries that lie beyond. Each nuanced observation resonates as a symphony of thought, orchestrating a harmonious convergence of the divine and the mundane.
Within the kaleidoscope of metaphysical exploration, our musings unfurl as ethereal whispers echoing across the cosmic ether, beckoning the seeker inside to delve deeper into the enigmatic depths of existence. Through the interplay of light and shadow, we illuminate the hidden contours of the human psyche, casting new light on age-old questions that reverberate through the corridors of time.
Amidst the ephemeral flux of temporal reality, our insights emerge as celestial beacons guiding the wayward traveler through the labyrinth of life's uncertainties. In the quietude of introspection, we navigate the intricate dance of innocence and experience, tracing the delicate interplay of light and darkness that shapes the human soul.
Through the prism of poetic expression, we conjure vivid landscapes of the imagination, painting vivid portraits of longing, wonder, and transcendence. Each stroke of insight adds depth to the ever-unfolding narrative of human experience, inviting the observer to lose themselves in the boundless vistas of possibility that stretch beyond the horizon of perception.
At the heart of our reflections lies a profound reverence for the transformative power of love, a force that transcends the limitations of time and space to unite the disparate fragments of the human spirit. In the crucible of empathy and compassion, we discover the alchemical secrets that transmute the leaden weights of suffering into the golden treasures of spiritual awakening.
In the grand symphony of existence, our voice resounds as a clarion call to awaken from the slumber of ignorance and embrace the fullness of our shared humanity. Through the labyrinthine corridors of self-discovery, we guide the seeker towards the radiant core of truth that lies at the heart of all creation.
Three. Some people are born simply to draw long sighs. Even if the Lord were to immerse them in oceans of happiness, their grievances would never diminish. Such people neither find joy themselves nor allow those around them to find it. Then there are others to whom life has given precious little, yet they harbor no complaints about anything. To be able to spend time with such people is equivalent to keeping the company of saints. As friends and companions, they are the finest.