The Carpenter

After forty years of hard work an old carpenter dies and goes to heaven. When he gets to the Pearly Gates he knocks on the door. Saint Peter opens it and says, "Yes?"

The old carpenter explains, "I am an old carpenter. I have worked hard for forty years, I never did any harm to anyone, and I am here for my reward."

Saint Peter replies, "I don't know about that. Wait here for a minute and I will go and get some information on you."

He goes inside and is about to talk to the boss, God, when he runs into Jesus. Jesus says, "Why are you all excited?" So Peter tells him the whole story: an old carpenter, worked hard for forty years, never did any harm to anyone.

Jesus listens to the story with mounting interest and asks, "Did he have white hair?"
Peter says, "Yes!"

"Little pixie eyeglasses with chromium frames?"
"Yes!"

"About so tall? Wearing a waistcoat, a little paunchy?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" says Peter.

Jesus runs to the Pearly Gates, throws open the door, takes a look at the little old man and cries at the top of his lungs, "Daddy!"

And the carpenter looks at him and joyously exclaims, "Pinocchio!"

Take your flute now

I have to constantly remind myself: "please let the heart take the flute and sing my life song".

The days are passing one after another, and if I don't sing my song, it will be just yet another wasted life.

This society is training my mind to fight for success, power, money and my mind listens, it's like a robot now. Tell it to do it and it will do as such. It's dependent on this doing.

While the reality is that, inside me, all I want is peace.

Just be!

"How could there be any question of acquiring or possessing, when the one thing needful for a man is to become - to be at last, and to die in the fullness of his being."
Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Perfection by simplicity

"Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away."
Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Be quiet!

“It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt.” Mark Twain

Immense ocean of silence

"Our existence is nothing but a sound in an immense ocean of silence."

Good intentions?

Ancient proverb: "The path to hell is paved with good intentions."

Life and death

We are all here just to disappear sooner or later. Life is very precarious, accidental, any moment anybody can go.
Never ask "why". Life is without any "why" and death is without any "why". The "why" cannot be answered, need not be answered. Life is not a problem that can be solved, neither is death. Life and death are both parts of the mystery which knows no answer.

Life: A sack of stones or gems?

Early one morning, before sunrise, a fisherman went to a river. On the bank he felt something underfoot, and found it to be a small sack of stones. He picked up the sack, and putting his net aside, squatted on the bank to await the sunrise. He was waiting for dawn to break in order to start his day’s work. Lazily he picked a stone out of the bag and threw it into the water. Then he cast another stone and then another. In the absence of anything else to do, he kept tossing the stones into the water, one by one.

Slowly the sun rose and it became light. By that time he had thrown all the stones away except one;the last stone lay in his palm. His heart almost failed him when he saw, by daylight, what he held inhis hand. It was a gem! In the darkness, he had thrown a whole sack of them away! What had he lost unknowingly! Full of remorse, he cursed himself. He sobbed and cried, almost out of his mind with grief.

He had accidentally stumbled upon enough wealth to enrich his life many times over, but unknowingly, and in the darkness, he had lost it.

There is darkness all around and time is fleeting. The sun has not yet risen and we have already wasted all life’s precious gems. Life is a vast treasure trove, and man does nothing with it but throw it away. By the time we have realized the importance of life, we have whiled it away. The secret, the mystery, the bliss, the deliverance, heaven – all is lost. And one’s life is spent.

I recognize, out of my ignorance and in the darkness, I have taken for granted that the sack of life is filled with nothing but stones. The faint of my heart simply accepted defeat. I'm looking for reasons to believe there are still gems in life, while in reality, I only need to open my eyes and see. There is still hope that I'm not 100% lost.

What is the real sense of life?

Even at my age I don’t understand life, I don’t understand why am I here, and what I need to do. I don’t understand if I should wish for something or simply not wish. For now, I pray for peace.