A man carrying pride and arrogance on his shoulders looked at his parrot in the cage and smirked. He thought how a parrot lives a disappointing sad life. With wings and power to fly and explore, the parrot spends his whole life confined behind the metal bars of his cage. He sings melodious rhymes to make his master happy; he can only speak when spoken to. What a pathetic life indeed thought the man.
What an unlucky bird.
As if reading his mind, the parrot looked at the man and smiled, "Why the smirk young man? Your smirk hides away the harsh realities of who is in actuality unlucky. A prisoner jailed. A prisoner who was gifted the freedom, yet chose to confine his mind behind the bars. A human who was born independent yet chose to commit blasphemy. at all levels. of all kinds."
We are all blasphemers. We all commit blasphemy every day. We closely watch for people who insult our religion and our faith and then shoot/burn them down brutally in the name of protecting honour. In the name of blasphemy. While, all along, the real blasphemer lies within.
We pray to feed our ego. We do good things to shut our conscience. And then, we take pride in small acts as if we have done a favour to God. to the Universe.
We wakeup everyday, get ready and leave to look for food, to protect livelihood. We replicate the behaviour of our ancestral apes in the meeting rooms. We drink when thirsty, we eat when hungry, we fight when angry, we cry when sad, we laugh when happy, we run wildly after inordinate desires of our heart. And then, we delve into proving gazillion philosophies of how we are different from animals.
We worship our selves. That's the highest kind of blasphemy. We walk into the prisons of our own attachments and shackle ourselves in the bounds of our greed. We then, take pride in being freer than a parrot in a cage. We create veils and veils of illusions of worship. We claim to worship God, but throughout, all we are doing is worshipping ourselves, our greed, our obsessions, our desires, our fame, our acknowledgement. Like a desperate prisoner, we use His name to worship our own selves.
We continue worshipping everything except what's needed and we continue suffering as a consequence. The cycle continues. The walls seem drawn close on us. We feel increasingly suffocated. Until we realize. Our realization automatically dissolves the first blasphemous veil which is making us suffer the unnecessary pain.
One by one, we appear for the tests of identifying and discarding the illusions from Reality. One by one we destroy our own gods of worship, one by one, we rip off the veils of ignorance, of blasphemous darkness. And its not easy.
But then, its only through committing sweet blasphemy, that we reach the Independence. Only the one who acknowledges his confines, realizes his power of freedom. Until then, we are worse than that parrot in the cage. The parrot who at least does not commit the sweet blasphemy.
What an unlucky bird.
As if reading his mind, the parrot looked at the man and smiled, "Why the smirk young man? Your smirk hides away the harsh realities of who is in actuality unlucky. A prisoner jailed. A prisoner who was gifted the freedom, yet chose to confine his mind behind the bars. A human who was born independent yet chose to commit blasphemy. at all levels. of all kinds."
We are all blasphemers. We all commit blasphemy every day. We closely watch for people who insult our religion and our faith and then shoot/burn them down brutally in the name of protecting honour. In the name of blasphemy. While, all along, the real blasphemer lies within.
We pray to feed our ego. We do good things to shut our conscience. And then, we take pride in small acts as if we have done a favour to God. to the Universe.
We wakeup everyday, get ready and leave to look for food, to protect livelihood. We replicate the behaviour of our ancestral apes in the meeting rooms. We drink when thirsty, we eat when hungry, we fight when angry, we cry when sad, we laugh when happy, we run wildly after inordinate desires of our heart. And then, we delve into proving gazillion philosophies of how we are different from animals.
We worship our selves. That's the highest kind of blasphemy. We walk into the prisons of our own attachments and shackle ourselves in the bounds of our greed. We then, take pride in being freer than a parrot in a cage. We create veils and veils of illusions of worship. We claim to worship God, but throughout, all we are doing is worshipping ourselves, our greed, our obsessions, our desires, our fame, our acknowledgement. Like a desperate prisoner, we use His name to worship our own selves.
We continue worshipping everything except what's needed and we continue suffering as a consequence. The cycle continues. The walls seem drawn close on us. We feel increasingly suffocated. Until we realize. Our realization automatically dissolves the first blasphemous veil which is making us suffer the unnecessary pain.
One by one, we appear for the tests of identifying and discarding the illusions from Reality. One by one we destroy our own gods of worship, one by one, we rip off the veils of ignorance, of blasphemous darkness. And its not easy.
But then, its only through committing sweet blasphemy, that we reach the Independence. Only the one who acknowledges his confines, realizes his power of freedom. Until then, we are worse than that parrot in the cage. The parrot who at least does not commit the sweet blasphemy.
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