Being occupied for the brain is what alcohol is for men. Just when the dirt in room starts looking ugly it sweeps away everything under the rug. There is a lot of hypocrisy in our lives and we don’t have the mental clarity to confront it so we drown ourselves in occupation and entertainment. Some of us look for a purpose and passion but not finding one we relegate to the routine of life. For some of us the purpose is all about self aggrandizement in which there is great pleasure. Unfortunately only a few find joy in their daily work and even fewer try to understand life and themselves in its totality.
Occupation and vacation go together. The mechanical repetition of the faculties of body and brain takes its toll on them when there is friction. Vacation like a prolonged sleep full of vivid dreams acts as a healer. Our young brains are raised with the fundamental principles of measurement and comparison. As we grow older we are seldom encouraged to pursue anything having no pecuniary or professional potential. Somewhere along the way the joy of sweet nothings and seemingly purposeless activities fades into the obscurity of childhood memories.
When these juicy saplings full of life grow into rigid thick barked mature trees in the forest all that matters like all other trees is to grow taller , bigger and deeper to get a glimpse of the sun, some air and few drops of water. Flowers blossom but are for reproduction. They never have the beauty and grace of a single tree in the middle of plains which may never flower but is beautiful as long as there is a single leaf on it. Although the termites have their way with both one of them lives on in our
wallpapers.
Can we make our lives beautiful instead of practical. Can the privileged few who have our basic needs sorted and some space to flourish come out of the conditioning of the rules of the jungle. Perhaps the future of humanity depends on whether we decide to prosper as joyful, content, inclusive manifestations of human consciousness or as separative, competitive, self obsessed fragments.
Occupation and vacation go together. The mechanical repetition of the faculties of body and brain takes its toll on them when there is friction. Vacation like a prolonged sleep full of vivid dreams acts as a healer. Our young brains are raised with the fundamental principles of measurement and comparison. As we grow older we are seldom encouraged to pursue anything having no pecuniary or professional potential. Somewhere along the way the joy of sweet nothings and seemingly purposeless activities fades into the obscurity of childhood memories.
When these juicy saplings full of life grow into rigid thick barked mature trees in the forest all that matters like all other trees is to grow taller , bigger and deeper to get a glimpse of the sun, some air and few drops of water. Flowers blossom but are for reproduction. They never have the beauty and grace of a single tree in the middle of plains which may never flower but is beautiful as long as there is a single leaf on it. Although the termites have their way with both one of them lives on in our
wallpapers.
Can we make our lives beautiful instead of practical. Can the privileged few who have our basic needs sorted and some space to flourish come out of the conditioning of the rules of the jungle. Perhaps the future of humanity depends on whether we decide to prosper as joyful, content, inclusive manifestations of human consciousness or as separative, competitive, self obsessed fragments.
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