Drop by drop
Small droplets ride on the internet cable’s downward bend. One chases the other and sometimes catches up with it to become a big drop in turn. Still dancing until final unable to hold its own weight upon the cable it falls to the ground. Its place is once again taken up by another drop which soon enough follows the previous one down to earth.
This cycle of birth, living and death which goes on ceaselessly and inevitably knows no method to arrest or change its fate except by another force. Such a force too cannot be too different from the earlier one. It is not the absence of rain, it is not a heavy downpour, and it is neither directing the droplets toward any other direction or goal. Perceiving the watcher of the scene as different from the droplets, finding that to be able to notice the scene a watcher is the most important requirement and that one does not ‘do’ but only watch. He has only eyes, no hands or mouth, no brains even. He is the source of all intelligence. He is the awareness of life, the Self, all seeing and totally encompassing what we call space and if we continue to half define space and still project a beyond then, encompassing that beyond too!
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