Millions of People never analyze themselves.
Mentally they are Mechanical Products of the Factory of their Environment, preoccupied with Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner, Working and Sleeping, going here and there to be entertained.
They don’t know what or why they are seeking, nor why they never realize complete happiness and lasting satisfaction.
By evading Self-Analysis, People go on being Robots, conditioned by their Environment.
TRUE SELF-ANALYSIS IS THE GREATEST ART OF PORGRESS.
☆ ● ~Free YourSelf From Mental Slavery~ ● ☆
Size comparisons of some modern animals versus their extinct relatives.
You don’t need to pretend that you’re strong,
you don’t always have to prove that everything is going well,
you can’t worry about what others think,
if you feel the need to cry because it’s good you cry to the last tear,
because only then You can smile again.
~ Paulo Coelho ~
Alike for those who for To-day prepare,
And those that after some To-morrow stare,
A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries
“Fools! Your Reward is neither Here nor There!”
Oh, come with old Khayyam, and leave the Wise
To talk; one thing is certain, that Life flies;
One thing is certain, and the Rest is Lies;
The Flower that once has blown forever dies.
Myself when young did eagerly frequent
Doctor and Saint, and heard great Argument
About it and about; but evermore
Came out by the same Door as in I went.
With them the Seed of Wisdom did I sow,
And with my own hand labour’d it to grow:
And this was all the Harvest that I reap’d –
“I came like Water and like Wind I go.”
Into this Universe, and Why not knowing,
Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing:
And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,
I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing.
There was a door between You & Me,
To which I found no key,
A fog with an unclear gaze through which,
Neither You, Nor I could see,
Some little talks, A little wit,
Passed through You; through me,
And there seemed remained,
Neither You, Nor me.