small satori at work

...move from event to event, neither committed nor to comprehend, wallowing in the goodness they create about themselves and those like them, reducing every social issue into a newspaper item and quite to disappear once the media shifts focus, trading on human goodness, never shifting or elevating human consciousness, a tribe of nowhere people whose well mended faces crowd the medium that lays the path to oblivion...accumulates karma of an unknown kind this phenomena in this land of chitta shuddhi!  

கோடானு கோடி கொடுத்த பின்னும் கூடாதார் தம் மனையில் கோடாமை கோடியுரும்.

All wise women (and men) of the land sell buddha-hood, While most people just want their daily bread! The wise cater to a different land while the land stays deprived of wisdom! Inequality India - the priority of the privileged class has to change.

chicks and caterpillars come out of eggs and cocoons to become and live an adult life, only we humans want to often 'go into a shell' or 'be cocooned' and live a life we far outgrew!  Humans must be the only species that can 'choose' to refuse even the natural order of maturity and responsibility towards oneself and the world.

...with some it is at an instant, perhaps the deeper confidence between people is far stronger than the gap in time, with some it is hesitant, the confidence is shaken not by time gap as much as the perceived gap in the mind, so the time it takes to comfort the mind is the time it takes to pick-up threads again, with others it is a fresh introduction, the mutual feeling of distance has to be overcome to pick-up threads if there is an intention  or necessity to do so ..so goes life. 

A new Captain to the Ship is appointed, one that has neither had a ship nor been in sea before... ...the captain discovers new things as the ship sets its sail...walking one day on the deck, the 'paint locker' is discovered, the details mentally noted. next day the first officer talks of lack of quality of paints and issues due to that and the Captain with a self-satisfying smile, "yes, paint, 5 boxes in the paint locker", surprised the first officer says, "yes" muttering to himself, "there are four more paint lockers in the ship"...the issue is forgotten...another day, the Captain insists on helm, watches beautiful dolphin for an hour as the ship drifts from its course... ..the ship drifts some times, other times at anchor in mid-sea, it goes into speed when question spew out of the company, Captain goes into hiding in the cabin when the weather gets stormy leaving the steering to the crew, other time calls menials to trade small privile...