Every emotion, every phrase or sentence, every bit of human action, can be a form of art. Art is not necessarily bound to the stereotypical notions of the human society. Art can come in the form of a little sentence, art can come in the form of a simple brush-stroke, art can come in the form of an everyday snapshot, art can come in the form of a plain strumming on the fret of an old guitar. Art doesn't require definition, and more importantly, art cannot be bound by the descriptions of words, yet words themselves can form the most rejuvenating and liberating form of art.
I am not here to peddle you anything β I am not here to convert you either β I am here on earth to be an example of liberation β and if that example appeals to your civilized and conscientious psyche, then embrace it without judging other peopleβs methods or the paths they walk on.
If I can provide something good to you, then take it, and use it in your life, but do not ever attempt to impose me on others as their path to salvation, for humans are their own path to salvation. Books of thinkers and teachers can be the help in that salvation, but never the drivers of that salvation.
We are manipulating machine intelligence, and in the process, we have forgotten to effectively utilize the true potential of our own mind, let alone focus on improving the mind. We are developing artificial intelligence and have forgotten to develop our own psyche.
The only way we can grow is to recognize the shortcomings of today, take actions to mend them tomorrow and make them history the day after tomorrow.
The world has loads of human bodies to relentlessly want for more and more despite having all. What the world lacks are real human beings, with veins of steel and heart of honey.
Blind obedience to books, whether it is the Bible, the Quran, the Vedas or any other, has erected more and more walls in this world - and to defend those walls, even more fences on both sides. Now the real question is, how much more time will humanity take to realize the obvious devastation that these disgusting walls of segregation have brought along and keep on bringing along in this world!
Without truth, time is merely the kingdom of the animals. Time brings progress and humanitarian glory, only if truth walks the nerves of our mind, as we walk the alleys of space - in that walk we relinquish the space between the self and the other.
Real enlightenment is not at all free from all sorts of ignorance, but it is at all times aware of that ignorance as well as all the shortcomings of the self, whereas in the so-called enlightenment fueled by mysticism, the self gets consumed by the illusion of knowledge, which is worse than ignorance.
Darkness cannot be expelled with force, it can only be overwhelmed with light - ignorance and delusions cannot be expelled with force, they can only be overwhelmed with knowledge. And this process of overwhelming ignorance and delusions with knowledge is the practical enlightenment of a thinking society.