The reason is a human device to understand causation. Existence is beyond causation. It often defies logic.

My brother said it and my mother said it . My neighborhood said so. They’re all blind. As I began removing the garbage they had dumped outside their houses: they all came together. They pursuaded me to give it up. The reasoning went like this:

“what is the use of cleaning this field as it will soon be the same.” I told them: I am going to continue working on it. I did what I said and boys started playing Cricket. They didn’t understand this: you never cleanse the same sins. They look similar. And one of the tricks employed by the Devil: ennui is dependent on this very misapprehension. The potter said the same thing in other words. Yet: the soul can’t be stretched. Soul is supersoul. The Absolute.

Not a thing. Yes. A dysfunctional family. I was reading Tolstoy’s essay on addiction. The highlight: it’s surprising that we let small addictions like tea, coffee and tobacco go on as norms and create much ado about some others. The degradation of consciousness done by those small addictions over time is huge. My father who acts like a preacher has been an addict all his life. And my grandmother has Tobacco in her mouth even when she’s cooking. My siblings are addicts and our family is a sad dysfunctional family. Most of the families in our neighborhood and in our country are like this. I have a simple solution to all problems. Kill the messenger. Euthanasia is all which is needed. All those who can’t bear the dysfunction in the mass factories: China and India: should be let go. Without ado or further suffering. What a horrible thought. I am sure you will never appreciate it. I hate to be so cold.