The meaningless journey
of life, urges you to hanker
for movement, as to stagnate
is death. To go and keep
going. But where is there to
go. When all that is, is here
within me. When time and space
are illusions of ignorance. When
the shadow of life is mistaken for life.
In measuring the length and breadth
of shadow is about crystalizing
one’s ignorance. It is not about
where to go or how far to go.
Going far is a manifestation
of life steeped in ignorance.
The question is not even about
to go or not to go. In relinquishing
the non-existent journey
shall you know the Bliss of Being