This too shall pass From the moments of pure, unadulterated joy where life seems to be a joyride To the deep sorrows which seemed unbearable and insurmountable Everything passes From the first kiss of a newly discovered love To the last awkward meeting of lovers who were inseparable Everything passes From the first time a…
Is there an Ideal state of Being? OR Is Being fully in itself an ideal state? Wouldn’t the search for an ideal state lead one astray from the journey i.e Being? But then Would one be able to simply be without having an ideal to aspire to? This brings me to the final questions: Why…
Will there be any Good if there isn’t any Evil? Will there be any Evil if there isn’t any Good? For aren’t good or evil simply relative degrees of each other? Doesn’t each exists only as a relative comparison of other, simply depending on the viewpoint? So, then Is a stage of all good(fully white)…
Is there reason behind one’s existence(swadharma/essence) at all? OR Is existence in itself a reason enough? If one’s swadharma is the very essence of one’s being, the very purpose for which one exists; Then Why doesn’t one know it from the very start? Why is one deluded from knowing the one thing one exists for?…
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