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Duality, a concept dealt with many religions in many interesting ways, most gloss over the fact that we have within us the blood of Lions, Pigs, Cows, Jackals, and in some even Wolves. Some of the kindest nicest people I know, are also capable of some of the most despicable of acts, in fact, life experience has taught me that the nicer anyone is to you, such is also their capability to be nasty to you. Religions tend to explain this by saying that it is the influence of Satan, or evil spirits, or something that is not really you, something that you have to destroy, to lose.
A chap in my shop the other day commented on how honest I was for pointing out straight away the problem with his laptop, and fixing it within a few minutes with no charge, (chocolate does not count as a charge), its not honesty, I replied, it just helps stop the screaming. The screaming, the arguments between the two personalities that are the product of duality, its constant, non stop, the opposition, the arguments, but without each other, I would be consigned to one hell or another. To sit in the middle, to lean towards one end, and then come back and lean on the other, is not so much of a hell, you get used to the screaming after a while, to be honest the screaming is not so bad, not as bad as the singing, the singing is the worst, you drop down one side of duality, find some peace, make a little nest, make some plans, and then the singing starts, from the other side, hypnotic, enticing, until you have no choice but to sit on the fence again, yes the screaming is a relief from the singing.
The singing and screaming are as bad as they were when I was 13, when it all started, and that was more than 30 years ago, now I could not imagine life without it, there are moments, moments of utter blissful happiness, when I rise into the air like a firework, and my happiness showers and explodes, only to sink to the very depths of despair, melancholy, and always I wear my heart on my sleeve, and in between, just the screaming.
Being a cog in consonance with Creation helps stop the screaming, writing on this forum also halts it in its tracks, understanding the way of the world, and simply reaching out and helping people, all good antidotes, it is within Sikhism that the answer lies for me, I guess finding Sikhism to me is more than just a way of living, it is the only thing that will stop the screaming, because it understands the dual nature and shows us a way out of it.
Till then, today, for a while, the screaming has stopped, as has the singing, I have no doubt that later I will hear the soft tones of singing, but until then, I am going to take my dogs for a long walk, and just enjoy something that no one should never lose, or at least have the ability to find every now and then, the innocence.
A chap in my shop the other day commented on how honest I was for pointing out straight away the problem with his laptop, and fixing it within a few minutes with no charge, (chocolate does not count as a charge), its not honesty, I replied, it just helps stop the screaming. The screaming, the arguments between the two personalities that are the product of duality, its constant, non stop, the opposition, the arguments, but without each other, I would be consigned to one hell or another. To sit in the middle, to lean towards one end, and then come back and lean on the other, is not so much of a hell, you get used to the screaming after a while, to be honest the screaming is not so bad, not as bad as the singing, the singing is the worst, you drop down one side of duality, find some peace, make a little nest, make some plans, and then the singing starts, from the other side, hypnotic, enticing, until you have no choice but to sit on the fence again, yes the screaming is a relief from the singing.
The singing and screaming are as bad as they were when I was 13, when it all started, and that was more than 30 years ago, now I could not imagine life without it, there are moments, moments of utter blissful happiness, when I rise into the air like a firework, and my happiness showers and explodes, only to sink to the very depths of despair, melancholy, and always I wear my heart on my sleeve, and in between, just the screaming.
Being a cog in consonance with Creation helps stop the screaming, writing on this forum also halts it in its tracks, understanding the way of the world, and simply reaching out and helping people, all good antidotes, it is within Sikhism that the answer lies for me, I guess finding Sikhism to me is more than just a way of living, it is the only thing that will stop the screaming, because it understands the dual nature and shows us a way out of it.
Till then, today, for a while, the screaming has stopped, as has the singing, I have no doubt that later I will hear the soft tones of singing, but until then, I am going to take my dogs for a long walk, and just enjoy something that no one should never lose, or at least have the ability to find every now and then, the innocence.
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