Any little disturbance and one is swayed. All may seemed to go fine but at the slightest of a trivial element and one is thrown back as of things may have to carry on as per one’s wishes. Or so the subject will always believe since the point about anything and everything needs be centripetal onto wards oneself as being the be and end of it all, whilst always making use if not quite abuse of the other where the latter may not accorded even any form of acknowledgement let alone providing respect. The respect and or other gratuitous exchanges which were once given were simply done if it adds to the subject’s asset and where this is not so, one is just bypassed to be polite. Such are the ways of the world that one shudders as it is easily witness that the whole of life is a mere movement towards building up of egos whilst that of keep denigrating the other… a life of despair and of hatred where what matters is that trivial arrogant one which brushes aside for its own being where the former is seen as a zero and the self as a hero.
All boils down to how or one sees the self as that which is above and beyond all others. There is no meeting place of a bona fide togetherness unconditional goodwill. Mundaneness is of a different realm of the material. It is all about contaminated consciousness, a pervert way of being and relationship where it is ultimately about the me essentially and others abiding around and about me when one is in control. Take that so called sense of control away or try reassuring the self the me simply withdraws in a shell in a polite and sometimes, frictions, dislike instantly comes to the fore. This is contaminated consciousness for you, a kind of a trap where you are made to be forced around the superficial.
At the slightest discord, all may break loose as one is ever ready to pounce. That verily is the problem of living within the material where one is for ver on a knife edge so to speak. Elsewhere, we mentioned echoing the Bhagavatam dictum that at every step danger awaits. A kind of a heed which the subject needs beware of, where one may be easily brought to one’s senses that the material world however sweet it taste in the beginning; what awaits verily is bitterness about ready to pounce. Do whatever one may, the futility of like. Call it frailty or whatever, one is always at the mercy of the other. Real calm and peace is to be found only when one is sensible and seek solace in transcendence where the comrade in the inner may be there, that silent witness within and without.
The forest of enjoyment is verily dense based on futile way of being where one seeks pleasures non limited where one is at the mercy of the elements of the modes of mostly ignorance not to mention arrogance and passion and a combination of these two aspects and one is just a mere victim of the material elements. These lack that sense of being as they are dominated, nay forced to be as per the whims of the false ego self where there is no synergy within one self let alone others. There is a case for moving away from that most bizarre way of being where one remains a victim. It is believed that one who takes the goodness path at least reaches out thereby opportunities arise to transcend even that on towards a pure form where one is not betrayed by either aspects of the two lower modes. In combinations, they bring about a potency of fragility…. in that all is always at a tense mode of being. To explore that way of being makes one no more than a reactionary who is for ever on the edge and never being who one is but a presence of playing a role as expected. Try being the self which one is verily and there are ample of problems about. It is all about fitting in a mould of being where one is no more than fragment of the self. It is on this way that one relates with others where the other is seen as a mere object or let us observe that the inter subjective level is ignored as it it me-ism which is the main factor bringing about frictions and factions as well as division. That pro active way of being there in a spirit of praxis is a lack. There may be no togetherness, as all is a deviation based on the contaminated aspect.
In that superficial mode, the ‘ I’ of my being knows everything whereas, the others relegated pushed in a corner as if only one has the authority to be. In some ways, many claim exclusivity for their ways as being the paradigm of being with others about a mere add on to life at best and at worst, ignored as if only what matters is their petty self where there is no inclusive provision in a more or less dictatorial mode. In this respect the other is a non entity, an object, something there just there for one’s benefit full stop
A shift of consciousness demands that one sees, and start moving towards transcendence that way of being which clearly sees above and beyond the constraints of materialism. The latter pins one down to a realm of the superficial where things are pretty frivolous and non consistent. All is within a web of the absurd where enjoyment or the seeking for pleasures and fun becomes the measure of being. Take this fun element out and one is left stranded in that open pool which dries up even any time. It is a farcical conundrum where one is overwhelmed by it all both from the frailty of existence which is always in flux. The wise and diligent observes that may be so at any time in that it is a revolving affair just like those warmth of being is as equally similar, non lasting and all at a knife’s edge where one is a mere puppet of the modes into which we are, if that is apprehended, the subject may begin to make sense of it all otherwise it is a perpetual cry and self pity of being where one fails to perceive the what is.