live smart.

The human is engaged in a battle everyday. 

A battle between the magnificence of his being and the finitude of his existence. 

He does not realise this. 

With all his movements through life, he is sloppy and inefficient. Excess prevails in every dimension of his existence. 

All this is driven by an unchallenged assumption that has become societally ingrained among almost all of us. 

You are not here forever.
This life is but a moment in a cosmic cycle which leaves you with sheer insignificance in its wake. 

Yet a human is also born from the same effulgent starts that make the universe go around. It is his birthright to actualize himself, to be so fully immersed in his experience of life that he pulls the whole of the universe onto himself. 

It is only when one becomes empty, that the universe can work through him. That is the real training that produces a master: To love what one does so much, To give it one's all each moment. To die and get back up again and again, with a beginner's mind and a maestro's fingers.

There is something sacred about things that a human being does sincerely. It is something that cannot be strategized, touched, or measured by our techniques of quantification and categorization into a dead prescription. 

To even touch it with the Science, our thought itself must evolve to a more dynamic and alive process of the kind envisioned by Hegel and Bohm. 

But all that is still just intellectualization. 

What is necessary is to burn into your mind the fact that you will not live forever. You do not have infinite time to explore, to create wonders that people will look to for inspiration for generations to come. 

You do not have infinite time to learn to channel the tempest that rages within you. 

To be devoted to its understanding and exposition to the very end of the earth; To be willing to entertain the natural understanding that comes out of it, that is the quality of the religious mind. 

That is the only thing that redeems the human's existence and allows him to once again be the force of nature he is meant to be. 

Namaste.

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