We are so embroiled in our own world that everything begins and ends with ourselves.. Centers of our own universe.. The world revolves around us.. The suns of our galaxy.. This is the ego.. So full of its individual presence.. Unable to see its own reflection around.. Every story has to begin and end with us. The broader aspects of ourselves are of no concern whatsoever.. The supposed love for friends and family hesitating at the threshold of differences of opinion.. Never allowing the love to seep into our senses.. Creating a sensory oneness of pure insight.. But the love remains attached to our ego.. Every declaration dependent only on the individual self.. So much discord.. Such disquiet.. Unhappiness.. Everything can end.. It is in our hands.. But we would rather hold on to our ego.. And let go of everything else.. Looking around with accusing eyes.. Blaming divinity for our lot.. Alienating everyone.. Imprisoning ourselves with the true culprit, our own ego.. How to break down these barriers of the self.. Has anyone even scratched the surface.. Trying to tear it down.. Contented in the cocoon of darkness.. Secure in its benumbed passivity.. Even a chink of light glaringly hurting and hurriedly blocked.. This is the path.. The people.. We chose for ourselves.. Each step we choose to pave with thorny stems plucking the roses and tossing them behind.. Living within the outlined shadow.. Never looking within.. Never knowing who we are..
6:12 AM
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