Living in such a corrupt, stupid society as we do, with the competitive education we receive, which engenders fear, we are all burdened with fears of some kind. Fear is a dreadful thing which warps, twists and dulls our days.

The real power is not wanting power. 🙏

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"Just as an arrowsmith shapes an arrow to perfection with fire, so does the wise man shape his mind, which is fickle, unsteady, vulnerable, and erratic." — The Dhammapada, translated by Ananda Maitreya

In Japan, people follow the leader in almost every aspect of public life, and remain wildly, vividly themselves behind closed doors; in America, everyone goes his own way, and then in private many cry out for someone whose orders they can follow. The virus changes nothing.

There is no fear in abstraction, it is always in relation to something.

The truth of what is, for all of us that it's all going to go away. U, me, everything goes into blackness, the void. And nobody's in charge. And you're left with NOTHING. That's all there is. What do we do with that? You just smile and keep dancing till the music plays.

Something is not true just because most people believe in it. Something is not false just because few people believe in it. A new belief always begins with few believers.

Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.

Saari duniya unhein gale lagaati... Jo chehre pe muskaan hain laate! - Neelesh Jain

Kya hoga safar mein uss sawaar ka haal Lakdi ke ghode pe jo seekha hai sawaari - Neelesh Jain

“Try to be free: you will die of hunger. Society tolerates you only if you are successively servile and despotic; it is a prison without guards – but from which you do not escape without dying.” ——Emil Cioran “A Short History of Decay” (1949)

Is it possible for the mind to live completely, totally, in the present? It is only such a mind that has no fear.

We are here for a blink of an eye. Pride dissolves in the presence of death. May we accept our mortality. This too shall pass.

I have come a long way. Where? I just don't know where?

Duniya ke banaaye raaston mein uljhanein kam na thin Aur jab chala khud banake raaste toh duniya ulajh gayi - Neelesh Jain

“Look at your body in a mirror: You will realize you’re mortal; run your fingers over your ribs as though across a guitar, and you’ll see how close you’re to the grave. It’s because we’re dressed that we entertain immortality: how can we die when we wear a necktie?”

There is no world out there to return to. It’s broken and sick. We will have to return this shattered world and build it once again brick by brick.