All Roads (paths) lead to the Grave.

I am perplexed and dumbfounded when people, religions and society talk of the myriad paths one must choose in this journey called life. Whenever I cut out Society’s conditioned noise and listen to my intuition, I can hear a deep whisper urging me and my inner voice always carried the restlessness of a vagabond’s heart with a philosopher’s calm about the future. When we travel everyone says the destination is not important but the experience is-then why are people so worried about the path, isn’t it better to be a nomad and hit the road wandering through the twists and turns of life. We should have the urge to probe the visible and the obvious to unearth the hidden secrets of the universe. When we are born we arrive and when we die we exit, so in between is the journey, so buy the ticket take the ride. Throw yourself into worldly activity, with its inner turmoil’s, discoveries and disappointments, which is the real ascetic experience that cleanses and fulfills you. Life is a journey through an evanescent world, so cast aside all attachments and desires then it is like consummating life at every moment, an awakening experience to a fuller life. The journey should be treated like a walk in the park or beach and one must enjoy the essentials en route, smell the zeitgeist. There is no hurry as the destination is unknown and the trip is ephemeral. Life like your journey must be relaxed, like a vacation - sightseeing without a specific destination, without the baggage of remorse, seeking the reward of epiphany. We are busy with our own lives and ignore the yearning for the tangible essences that lie submerged beneath the patina of the world. We don’t have to seek questions or strive for the answers but just live our lives more fully, and our self is born - because our fear of death diminishes, in proportion to the life we live and must be fully spent before we arrive at death. Unspent life like wealth is useless in death. Like in any journey you must emplane before deplaning, board before alighting, the entry is clear, it is the exit that we are unsure of because, death is the metaphor for enlightenment and the final exit to our eternal home the grave. –Vinay-