The moment you realise that nothing truly satisfies you from the external world. All the sex, drugs, music, friends, romantic relationships, family… It all just melts away. All of it is impermanent. How sad
It will always end, dissolve back into the nothingness from which it all arose. And yet, on another end, everything so peaceful, meaningful and wonderful because it is not permanent. Because it is always changing.
I'm stuck between the I who wants to have friends, people, relationships, sex, drugs, music, fit in… and the I which wants to go to a monastery and sit deeply in contemplation. Where to go, its scary to give up all of the things you perceive and are taught to bring you happiness. And yet, there is something so much deeper in life which can be cultivated. Something so profound, which has no reliance on the external world to make it happy. It is an undercurrent… always there, but just a matter of how identified you are with the self which makes it invisible.
What to do, do you stay and try to fit in and be as cool as everyone else, whom you see so much love and happiness within, they go and they drink and they party and they're all very happy doing this, and yet for you, you notice a subtle unsatisfactoriness in these actions when you do them. So do you go back to the thing which you came from, and drop all of that which distracts you?
It will always end, dissolve back into the nothingness from which it all arose. And yet, on another end, everything so peaceful, meaningful and wonderful because it is not permanent. Because it is always changing.I'm stuck between the I who wants to have friends, people, relationships, sex, drugs, music, fit in… and the I which wants to go to a monastery and sit deeply in contemplation. Where to go, its scary to give up all of the things you perceive and are taught to bring you happiness. And yet, there is something so much deeper in life which can be cultivated. Something so profound, which has no reliance on the external world to make it happy. It is an undercurrent… always there, but just a matter of how identified you are with the self which makes it invisible.
What to do, do you stay and try to fit in and be as cool as everyone else, whom you see so much love and happiness within, they go and they drink and they party and they're all very happy doing this, and yet for you, you notice a subtle unsatisfactoriness in these actions when you do them. So do you go back to the thing which you came from, and drop all of that which distracts you?