temperance

The power of the mind is not limited by its physical casting. In this case, the human body acts as a hindrance because it creates a sense of solidity and immutable existance. Einstein's theory of relativity dissected all matter into energy. Thus that which is tangible is an illusion. The entire physical world is not real. Nonetheless, there are doubts that cross the faculty of logic which discard such thoughts. How can the "me" be not real? One can touch, taste, smell, see and hear effortlessly. Perhaps for those who do not step beyond the five senses, the world exists in a singular dimension; that which is real is what I deem to be.

For such persons, the mind is shut and so is the way. The body is not treated as a vessel, an organism like the flowers and the animals. Under such circumstances, the body is a sponge of pleasure; absorbing all that brings immense joy. If one uses the body only to evaluate, the mind lays dormant and wasted.

Sense pleasure and worldly esctasy are not wrong and sinful but indulgence and lust for bodily fun is. The uncontrollable urge to rule others and the importance of self-expression endorses the ego. This in turn prevents the mind from growing spiritually and morally. It is filled with tomorrows, plans, promotions, monies, competitions, etc.,etc. Progress is not wrong but placing uncurtailed credence in its ability to make everything better is evil.

Progress will not make the world a better place and change a person's attitude. Only a human can do that. It is the mind that forges glorious moments. And that moment is now.

Points

The thoughts are harnessed in tandem like horses before a carriage. When a stimulant arises the whip lands on the body, a whack and immediately a snort is heard from the nostrils; without further hessitation the carriage is pulled forward.

Look left, look right. (Thanks for taking the picture, Michelle!) 

something stupid

I know I stand in line
Until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance
I know that there's a chance
You won't be leaving with me

Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
And have a drink or two
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid
Like I love you

I can see it in your eyes
That you despise the same old lines
You heard the night before
And though it's just a line to you
For me it's true
And never seemed so right before

I practice every day to find some clever lines to say
To make the meaning come through
But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late
And I'm alone with you
The time is right
Your perfume fills my head
The stars get red
And oh the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid
Like I love you

I love you...

PS: This is exactly how I feel when I am with you. What can I do when all I know is I love you?