Any event in life just happens; and happens in cryptically coded pattern, if not really at random. More than randomness, I think one steady feature of life is that it unfolds in 'unexpected' ways. Like if you think it to be random, it may not be.
That is why I can not tell; what opportunities I will be given and when; how will each event affect the life in totality; why certain things happen as they do. It is all unknown to me. No, thank you astrologers, but I am disinterested in knowing.
But, I should know one thing, certainly. "What I like- dislike and what I will do- not do". This task too is made complicated by unconscious mind of a self and presence of one's well-wishers. One of my astrologer well wisher said that my life sucks and it always will because that is how destiny made it to be; unproductive, unintelligent and slogging kind of life, like of an ox.
I do not let any one tell me what kind I am or what kind of life I will live. No. I do not let any one.
In fact, I have a clear vision of what kind of life I need to be a fulfilled soul.
Question is do I have such a capability to strive.
Question is how do I trust myself when no else does, not even my god.
Question is will I be able to bear the profound melancholy arising out of loneliness.
Question is how far can I go, unguided, and follow the heart which itself is so moody and dark.
Question is why should I not force myself out of all the nautanki of philosophising and plainly succumb to the standard demands of society and make outer peace. ?????
That is why I can not tell; what opportunities I will be given and when; how will each event affect the life in totality; why certain things happen as they do. It is all unknown to me. No, thank you astrologers, but I am disinterested in knowing.
But, I should know one thing, certainly. "What I like- dislike and what I will do- not do". This task too is made complicated by unconscious mind of a self and presence of one's well-wishers. One of my astrologer well wisher said that my life sucks and it always will because that is how destiny made it to be; unproductive, unintelligent and slogging kind of life, like of an ox.
I do not let any one tell me what kind I am or what kind of life I will live. No. I do not let any one.
In fact, I have a clear vision of what kind of life I need to be a fulfilled soul.
Question is do I have such a capability to strive.
Question is how do I trust myself when no else does, not even my god.
Question is will I be able to bear the profound melancholy arising out of loneliness.
Question is how far can I go, unguided, and follow the heart which itself is so moody and dark.
Question is why should I not force myself out of all the nautanki of philosophising and plainly succumb to the standard demands of society and make outer peace. ?????
