How vain is individuality!
How vain its pain,
Its sorrows and its hopes!
How vain its self-enclosed life!

The mind is not redeemed
Through indulgence or strict austerities
But through adherence
To the highest intelligence.

Knowing oneself
Entails knowing that
The very idea of oneself
Is a lie.

It’s a skepticism
That’s rooted in a deep faith
Of an existence
That supports one’s own.

Watch things happen
Experience them.
But do not mistakenly believe
That they happen to you.

There is no “you.”
“You,” are just an idea
A persistent pattern
Of thinking and feeling.

Life stands outside
Of thoughts and patterns.
Individuality thinks that life is particular
Whereas life is an all-pervading existence.

Individuality is not
An expression of life
It’s a dead weight
That we carry around with pride.

The expression of life
Is natural
Requiring very little effort
From the mind.

Reign in the mind.
Turn it inward.
Appreciate its introverted-ness
Allow it to rest in peace.