Every discourse ends in absurdity. Every statement either over-signifies or under-signifies.Every knowledge is raw and amateur. The living truth is ineffable. It cannot be conceptualised or comprehended in the imagery of signifier or signified. Yet, discursive pleasure is unparalleled for a devotee who doesn't have insight to the most sacred as well as the most profane truth. Under the surface of imagery, beneath the tide of the ocean, in the flowing river, beside the silence of trees, in the glorious height of mountains, in the sublime beauty of the Moon, and around the twinkling of starts, the reality is blossoming, appearing, disappearing, and reappearing. The playfulness of life is mysteriously weaving every thread, recycling every drop of water, and dramatizing the vibrance of microcosmic and macrocosmic experiences. Discourses are too ephemeral though the most desired option to express the ineffable experience of life.
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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