You had better get off that stuff. It is playing with your Mind
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“The greatest way to live with honor in this world
is to be what we pretend to be.”
~ Socrates
You have come into the world to realise yourselves. You come fully equipped with all the instruments needed for that endeavour - viveka, vairaagya and vichakshana (discrimination, non-attachment and skill); and the urge to enlarge your love, enrich your emotions and ennoble your actions. But you have lost your way; you are caught in a morass and are confused by mirages and dreams which you take as real; you run after false colours and cheap substitutes. Remember that everything is subordinated to that supreme task. The body should be fed and kept free from disease. Why? So that it may be fit for spiritual discipline. Spiritual discipline for what? For the realisation of the truth about oneself. The subtle is the basis for the gross; the Divine is the basis for the Human.
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If dogs can only see black and white what do they figure their owners are and why are they so excited when you get home? Maybe they think their owner is a new piece of furniture?
While we are focusing on fear, worry, or hate,
it is not possible for us to be experiencing
happiness, enthusiasm or love.”
~ Bo Bennett
God draws the individual towards Himself. It is the nature of both to have this mutual affinity; they are just like the iron and magnet. But if the iron is rusty, covered with layers of dirt, the magnet is unable to attract. Remove the impurities, then you will shine forth in your real nature and the Lord will draw you unto Him. Spiritual practices (Sadhana) should result in inner as well as external cleanliness. You do not feel refreshed if you wear unwashed clothes after your bath. Nor do you feel clean if you wear washed clothes, but skip taking bath. Hence, both are needed – the baahya (external) and the bhaava (internal). Trials and tribulations are the means by which this cleansing is done. They are like the dietary and other restrictions prescribed to supplement the effect of the drug of Namasmarana (remembrance of God).
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Those Chilli's have fried your Brain Mate LMAO
It was an itch. Splotchy red hills on the topography of knuckles, the feeling where neither can be reached and relieved at once.
There are those of us who are scared to be different; then those who loathe to be the same.