That is the question (part 2)

If the great teachers were so right about this life, why not the next? Is it just me that questions all these things, surely not, but I’m sure very few talk about it openly. It’s often hard to listen to others who are so caught up in the trees they can’t see the forest. How can people think they are so right, and others so wrong??? Each day I spend trying to look for answers which may never come. I use the net like a drug to feed my addiction for information and salvation. To search for others and see who is out there. Why do people take things so personal, and make it hurt so much?? Why do people constantly complain about the same people dong the same things over and over again??? Why is it I don’t care bout Joe Blow down the road, but so many hang on everything he does or doesn’t do???? Do other people see there lives so empty and useless they must fill it with truth and lies about what others may do or don’t??? How can people keep committing the same sins over and over even when they know its wrong or hurtful?? What does it take to wake somebody up from the zombie state so that they can see money is so very empty and that time is so precious along with the people we see and meet each day??? And that our ego has so much control over us that it blinds us to the kingdom of heaven within, and makes us hurt ourselves and others. It also causes us to hold on to pain and guilt for years and years. Often I wonder why is it so hard to change, why is that after the fact, I know its wrong, but during, I cant see the pain I cause? How is that I can become so unconscious that I hurt the last people I would ever dream of hurting. This is why I now enjoy waking up early in the morning while everyone sleeps, I can sit and focus on a few things, while a tap drips in the next room, and the second hand bangs away in the corner, and the first bird wakes up yelling at every one else to get a move on. Other than that it’s as silent as it’s ever gone be. I wrongly assumed it would be a pleasant and quiet place, I couldn’t be any further from the truth. Silence here is as feared as much as being fat, avoided by most people at all costs. There is so much one can learn from not only being silent but sitting for short periods in places that are quiet.

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