Story: theirs and mine

March 16, 2024
2 min read

As i look out of my office window, i see so many stories walking past the streets. Some walk alone, some with friends, some with family. Some are in a rush, some have all the the time in the world. Some a laughing, some are sombre.

each person has it own story. yet all these stories are all common.

In a large building painters are risking their lives to make a living but they are not scared of heights. the owners of 3 shops chit chat in the absence of customers.

It has been a long day for me. I woke up at 4.30 am as usual. I did so much for my own soul: exercise, reading, family, home, spiritual life. I chose my story to not me one of slavery to the desires that every person is tormented with. it is hard to live a story like mine but it is easier than being swayed by the forces of material nature like in stories of the people walking out in the streets.

So what is my story? great question. it is the quest for ultimate freedom and knowledge. It is freedom from freedom and knowledge of all knowledge I am talking about.