Friday, 30 January 2015

A Lot of Keys in the World

There is a key ring because there is a key, there is a key because there is a cupboard, there is a cupboard because I have things to keep, and I have things to keep because I think I need them…I think I need them because I think so…I have a mountain of material things just because of the way I think. I keep adding my possessions to this mountain, mostly trying to show off its grandeur, forgetting that I am the one who is carrying it.

These possessions are shiny and majestic in a strange way, but every time I try to talk to them, they just stare at me ambiguously, neither do they move nor do they accept that they are dead…my dead possessions don’t talk to me. Am I complaining? I thought I’ll take umbrage at the point that my possessions are not enough and stop. I took a step further and bought another cupboard and worshiped the zillion gods online; it took days multiplied by nights subtracted by 3 quality thoughts and finally, I got success…a new key ring, for a new key of my new cupboard…all the shiny things beaming shamelessly at me.

Gradually, the 3 quality thoughts multiplied and I started feeling the weight of the mountain. The quality thoughts then converged and I was left with only myself; it was calm and quiet. I felt light just like a feather and I was happy. I woke up and faced the reality.

I don’t have the keys to most of my cupboards, I lost them, dropped them…it would be nice to think that I did that intentionally.

1 comment:

  1. http://bemorewithless.com/minimalist-fashion-project-333-begins/ Nice thing to try.

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