You Are But a Reflection of Your Imagination

There is neither joy, nor sorrow. These are all mental myths. These are wishful thoughts and fabrications of the mind. You think you get lot of pleasure in sex. When the game is on, you see a lot of meaning in it. You blabber a lot, you do certain funny things. Afterwards you feel all that was just bullshit. What seems a pleasure at a given moment, you do not relish after sometime. Your own actions seem funny to you.

When you booze, you feel as if you are floating. Then you get an ulcer-like of pain, burping etc; the pleasure is over in no time. You feel you are getting an outlet for all your moods through smoking. When you land into lung problems, you feel you have failed.

Everything is your own creation. There is nothing called joy or sorrow. You are blank.

This is what Vallalar says as ‘Suddha Sattuvam’. You are just a blank screen. All others are projections of the reflector on that screen. Joy, sorrow, hatred, comedy, these are just reflections of the desires of the heart on the SuddhaSattuvam called the Atma.

Love springs from within. No one can teach anyone ‘love’. It is an inherent quality in every one of us