April 2013
5 posts
But this center is a reflected center. It is not his real being. He does not know who he is; he simply knows what others think about him. And this is the ego: the reflection, what others think. If nobody thinks that he is of any use, nobody appreciates him, nobody smiles, then too an ego is born: an ill ego; sad, rejected, like a wound; feeling inferior, worthless. This too is the ego. This too is...
March 2013
3 posts
February 2013
7 posts
January 2013
3 posts
December 2012
2 posts
November 2012
4 posts
October 2012
5 posts
September 2012
8 posts
“but if blood is thicker than concrete, all is not lost”
August 2012
4 posts
July 2012
2 posts
“The clocks stopped at 1:17. A long shear of light and then a series of low...”
June 2012
9 posts
