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“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.”

― Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

[Krish]

niku eppudanna hiccups vastunte evaro talachukuntunnaru antaru kada peddavallu

idi kuda ante night nidra pattakapothe evaro kala lo nuvvu melukoni vunnav ani (means some one else is thinking of u in their dreams)

 

hmmm..i..see!!

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"I need you to listen for just a second. I don’t care if you only shop at thrift stores. And I don’t care if you read nothing but classic novels. It is not important to me whether you are thirteen or thirty four, foreign or native, thin or overweight. I will not judge you. It does not matter to me what kind of haircut you have, what kind of statement you’re making while you live a vegan lifestyle or if you love steaks and fried eggs. Love sex, hate drugs, do cocaine, listen to Simon and Garfunkel. I’m not interested in how superior your taste in underground music is. I couldn’t care less if you’re wearing Urban Outfitters jeans, thrifted shoes, or a Hollister polo. It is not important to me whether you are a writer, a dreamer, a painter, a gas station clerk, or if you’re living off food stamps. I don’t give a shit if you’re a hippie, a half-assed hipster, an atheist, a devoted Christian, wealthy, dirty, Catholic, homeless, Jewish, Buddhist, a smoker, a drinker, clean, or shy. I will not judge you. It doesn’t matter to me how extensive your vocabulary may be, which independent films you’ve seen, what books you’ve read, how high your IQ is. I will still open the door for you. I promise. And I will let you sit near me if another seat is unavailable. Even if you don’t like what I believe in and even if I disagree with some of your ideas. I will fucking respect you. I will offer you some common decency. And not because it’s right, and not because you deserve it, but because that is what makes sense to me."

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The present moment is freedom. Look into the present moment. Freedom itself. You are always looking into the past moments. When did you give occasion to the present moment to manifest? You have never given a chance to this present moment. Always you are related to the past only. You are not giving your thought to this instant. This instant is the present moment. Look into it. Then you will see your face.

When you use the word 'I', then stop and look where this 'I' arises from. This is the present moment. Look at this 'I' and you will know this present moment, and then what is your faith? Where does it arise? If you go forward, you will go to the past. Return back to this, to where the thought 'I' arose. Return back from whatever place to there.

~ Sri H. W. L. Poonja (Papaji)

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