As I sit at my city house, listening to a solo piano music, I realize how empty & pure I have become.
For a man of my age, I should not exist. No strings, no worries, no shortage, total clarity, pure bliss, inner silence.
In my past lives I left home to go to the jungles, mountains, caves and oceans to find what I have in this life at home.
I just feel I have come to the end of my life. But it is now the true beginning. How an ex-monk attained Samadhi & what he’ll do with the 8 siddhis?
My associates are not ready yet. So I wait for them,
What I will be engaged in I don’t know. Frankly I don’t care as long as my luxurious lifestyle & samadhi aren’t disturbed.
