We are all going to die. We are all going to lose This awareness, this enjoyment. I can't endure that dilemma From day to day. From the moment I was born That upset me. I wasn't the least interested In tolerating moment to moment existence As that kind of suffering. Life wasn't worth the involvement If its summation had to be death, zero. What difference does it make How turned on I can get If I must fall out the bottom, arbitrarily. Everything is wonderful today. But you wake up tomorrow And the world of lovely friends Is delivered to you dead, The insane parcels Of everything disappearing.
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"The perfect
among the sages is identical with Me. There is absolutely no
difference between us"
Tripura
Rahasya,
Chap XX,
128-133
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