Who?

Who is this person that is living this life?
Who is this person that feels discontented?
Who is this person living in stress and anxiety?
Who is this person who is trapped by circumstance?
Who is this person who feels the need to be loved?
Who is this person who feels deeply inadequate?
Who is this person who feels lonely?
Who is this person who feels despair?
Who is this person who marvels at the universe?
Who is this person who is living this life?
Who is this person who desires enlightenement?
Who is this person who seeks liberation?
Who is this person who seeks the love of a woman?

Who wants to know this?

 

Inadequacy

Every fear in life and every sense of inadequacy dissolves in awareness.

When you lay down the burden of circumstance, there is nothing to separate you from awareness. This awareness is who you are. This alone is to be realized.

Seek?

There is nothing left to seek anymore. Just sit back and enjoy the show.

Bleakness and despair

Sometimes the world seems like a place of despair. Stuck in this ocean of misery and loneliness, everything seems bleak. Why is this attachment seem so real? What is the purpose of this world? Why do we continue to pursue that which brings misery? Why do we refuse to give up our own suffering?
Why do we continue to pursue a mirage? Why do we refuse to let go completely?
Why do we live like animals,foolishly attached to our own burdens?

This whole world is nothing but pain. There is nothing to seek but our own destruction.

Awareness

What could be the cause of conscioussness? Where could awareness come from?
Can there be two awarenesse's?

Can there be a second witness?

Only awareness can be found. There can be nothing else. This can only be realized by awareness.

There is no other.

One

Salutations to the One, by whose grace this universe exists.
Salutations to the One by whose grace this person exists.
Salutations to the Absolute One which is the sole reality.
Thou art that.

Rage

Today there is anger arising. Rage over a person, for no particular reason. Rage because of his mere existence. Sometimes the feeling arises that some people do not deserve to live.

But the rage is in here. Rage over all the people out there who seem to be enjoying life and living in peace. Somehow this seems contradictory and yet it arises. Rage and envy over all the peaceful ones. Living indifferent to the existence of others caring for noting but their own peace of mind..