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Friday, August 10, 2012


Dedicated to the trees of planet Earth.

There is a way. To everything that has ever existed. With authority the words are printed, to explain a solution that there is. No problem will be defined. There is a solution to the ever continuing cycle of breaking yourself.

The ripples are formed but on the surface. What’s true has to be explored. Is there a way?? Yes there is..

Life is different, in different places and at different times. What remains, is a journey that continues. Knowledge is an object, at a certain understanding. But the perspective may change. The definitions are for the objects, but your vision may change. What you see may not be true, but you may change. All there is, is stillness unexplored.

Swaying to the different conditions, trees are setting an example. But the ones with the eyes, are they seeing it? The strength is in the stillness at the core of the trunks, preaching this world that is all around. No matter who listens, they spend their lives in a mode no different. No differences they show, giving shelter and shade. What is wrong in letting us learn.

Filled with life and freshness, is there a message to be conveyed? Yes.

“When stillness speaks, we see that there is a way…”

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Recollecting the happenings in my life, let me write this beautiful story. One day I entered a room, which was filled with darkness that seemed unlimited in all its dimensions. Nothing was visible. I stayed and lived in the place where anger, frustration and tears had no meaning. There was no one to listen or speak to. With the dreadful darkness around me the only companions were the hopeless, weak thoughts.
Suddenly there was a feeling of hope taking roots from where I am, when I found a candle. It seemed as though the strength of my emotion touched the plane of the heavens, which brought help. Now, with the candle lighted I was reassured that the nature was helping me. For once I adored, respected and fell in love with the candle which showed me the world. I could now enjoy every bit of my existence as the room was filled with exquisitely beautiful things. There were no more thoughts but only pure happiness and joy that ruled my kingdom of life. The candle now appeared as God. It felt as though there was nothing more beautiful and lovely than this candle that I respect the most.
In this mesmerizing flow of events, there was one thing that I forgot. I forgot that the candle cannot last for long and its existence on this plane is temporary. When I became aware of this little truth, I understood that even my existence on this wondrous plane was temporary. And before the candle has left me, it is me who is leaving the candle. This walk into a new room may bring many more surprises and the candle remains a memory in this illusory story of existence.

22nd Oct 2009

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