Expression itself is pious act even if no one is available to listen even if someone is there. Every presence brings in its assuring existence the void which is hardly understood in our daily experiences. People generally fool themselves in the assurance of presence, but infact, remains there to mark his or her absent. Absences are all around; in relationship, friendship, official duties, family obligations, promises, travels, etc. Just look at every presence from the spectrum of absence. I'd go further to see if symbols are present in its existence. I find a deep void in the symbol itself. I'd love to see the full expression of symbol, its heightened banality, its debaseness, its awkward reality. Symbol depicts the true nature of suffering of human species. Symbolism is finding a new height everyday with a promise that one day it will disappear in its highest growth so as to return over what was lived, experienced, despised, loved, enjoyed. I feel as if life is all about symbols or symbols have imprisoned the lively emotions and behavioural contours of existence. What do we really symbolize through smiles when the mind and heart are not enthralled? What do we express in half-hearted cry? What do we achieve in the artificial simulacra and innovative simulation? Do we live or being lived in symbols? It seems that everyone is frightened to face the mirror of true self, the inner self, the true emotion, the true desire, the truth in existence, and everybody, it seems, is living without knowing if he is present there in the very existence. A wise person said, "nature abhorres the vacuum". What if the nature itself is vacuum? It is precisely present there in its absence. Should we believe that one who is absent there in his presence is precent in reality? Or we may proceed to count every absence as a true presence of absence? I'm not able to depict "the real". May be every symbol is "the real". Then precisely, the real is redefined as symbolic reality, which is the real thing in our society.
Student: I want to excel in my life. Over the years, my graph of success is achieving a new height. I am doing hard work to become one of the smartest and richest persons on the Earth. Teacher: Wonderful! Who is achiever and what is achieved? Student: I am the achiever. My name and fame are shining day by day. Teacher: Who is this ‘I’? What is the material by which it is produced? Student: I is the ego which is the agent achieving successes and facing failures. Teacher: Whether ego is real or imaginary? Student: It is made of name, form, and function. Teacher: Whether name, form, and function are eternal? Student: No, they are changing. Teacher: Anything changes does it exist? Whether these are real or merely fictitious images appearing and disappearing before the sightscreen of mind? Student: They are the images constructing my identity as a person. Teacher: Well said! What is the stuff by which these images are made of? Who is maker and what is made? Student: They ar...
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