It will quickly throw you into transcendental confusion, from which your soul can not escape.
"Hare Krishna Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna Hare Hare..."
Monday, December 29, 2008
Bhakti by Means of Questioning
I.
What am I?
Beyond the biological, chemistry answer, is there more?
We, as humans, are caught in a predicament. We desire things and we fail to get them. We get them and they fail to fulfill us like we hoped.
I, just as everyone, have ran to the external stimuli, amassing for myself a harbor of goods based on my desires. What has it gotten me? lost.
Relationships fail. Drugs wear off. Highs fall. Money fails to buy happiness. Trends change. Trends change. Bodies change. Do I change? Is there an "I" that doesn't change? A soul? Something beyond ego, beyond products of consciousness, that science tells us is a product of the mind?
Do I have a soul? That's my question. Is there something beyond base material existence?
When I grow up and become old, what changes, my very being or my outward appearance?
Am I an accumulation of my possessions? When my possessions cease to be, do I cease to be? When my possessions change, do I change?
Am I a collection of chemical reactions, forever living in a materialist determinism with only the illusion of freewill, of self, of soul? Our is this material world the illusion? Is this Maya with the world-soul pervading everything, only waiting for me to give up my limited materialism?
And If I have a soul, in what way do I relate to myself? How did I lose the connection? How do I again find myself?
Such thoughts quickly throw me into ideas of God, but my thoughts on Self are already violently conflicting an d confusing...so this is my first question. What am I?
What am I?
Beyond the biological, chemistry answer, is there more?
We, as humans, are caught in a predicament. We desire things and we fail to get them. We get them and they fail to fulfill us like we hoped.
I, just as everyone, have ran to the external stimuli, amassing for myself a harbor of goods based on my desires. What has it gotten me? lost.
Relationships fail. Drugs wear off. Highs fall. Money fails to buy happiness. Trends change. Trends change. Bodies change. Do I change? Is there an "I" that doesn't change? A soul? Something beyond ego, beyond products of consciousness, that science tells us is a product of the mind?
Do I have a soul? That's my question. Is there something beyond base material existence?
When I grow up and become old, what changes, my very being or my outward appearance?
Am I an accumulation of my possessions? When my possessions cease to be, do I cease to be? When my possessions change, do I change?
Am I a collection of chemical reactions, forever living in a materialist determinism with only the illusion of freewill, of self, of soul? Our is this material world the illusion? Is this Maya with the world-soul pervading everything, only waiting for me to give up my limited materialism?
And If I have a soul, in what way do I relate to myself? How did I lose the connection? How do I again find myself?
Such thoughts quickly throw me into ideas of God, but my thoughts on Self are already violently conflicting an d confusing...so this is my first question. What am I?
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