- Looking back to happy beginnings, and forward to mournful endings, one’s eyes are blinded so that they behold not their own immortality.
IT is wisdom to leave that which has not arrived, and to attend to that which is; and to attend to it with such a consecration of soul and concentration of effort as shall leave no loophole for regret to creep in.
A person’s spiritual comprehension being clouded by the illusions of self, they say, “I was born on such a day, so many years ago, and shall die at my allotted time.” But they were not born, neither will they die, for how can that which is immortal, which eternally is, be subject to birth and death? Let one throw off their illusions, and then they will see that the birth and death of the body are the mere incidents of a journey, and not its beginning and end.
- The universe, with all that it contains, is now.
