Tricky situations

Here is something to think about.

What would you do if you know that you are going to be murdered in the near future? You would want to run to the law most probably. But what if the law is behind it? What if every agency which is supposed to protect you from such a fate is out to get you? Impossible you say? Let me tell you, there are impossible things than that in life. Some of you know it already intuitively; you may have the insight to see behind the veneer of superficiality into the heart of things.

There is no question of being afraid. That serves no purposes. You can be constructive in some way? But in what way? You can’t become an artist or scientist over night.

You despair and the threat is looming up. There are people out to drink your blood and no one is going to help you.
Tricky situation!

Well some would think, what the heck, let us face it then. They can’t murder you more than once can they, anyway you have to die some day. To some it is the uncertainty that could be frightening. When is it going to happen? To some it could be the certainty that is frightful.

There is all kind of fears.

Am not talking about the supernatural fear, there is that of course. The fear of the unknown, the l fear instilled in you by one and all through the course of life. But luckily that has never worried me. I do not think that there is a life after death at all. All we have this thing, this sometimes insufferable, indecent thing that we call our life. But we still cling to it don’t we? That’s natural too, for we don’t know about any other life. This is sadly true for the greatest religious fanatic even.

This clinging is what makes the life dearer to us. I have listened to people who had near escapes from the claws of death. They have all vowed at that time to life their life in full if they manage to get their lives back. But none seems to have done it to my knowledge. Once they are back they revert to the old ways.
Why ? Well who can tell? We may be programmed like that. To run around the mill.
No amount of prodding may lead us to grand lives.

We would yet remain small unenlightened individuals.

Some you might think that you are the center of the universe. No doubt you are. Every one is for that matter. Yet even you have doubts of your smallness.

This is what curious about life. There is some kind of a manic depressive process within you. There are poles which go parallel and would not meet.

There is no way that you can mend ways it seems.