When life gets triggered with multitude waves of collapse of illusions that one realizes that I realize I embrace pain and suffering just to make sure I am not getting converted into AI as artificial Anything takes me away from my roots.
At the same time, just as our Indian saints have said, I treat even anything inanimate with respect and kindness as everything is consciousness, and life.
One can stay it is inner journey as I am a soul is unique and can derive so much by challenging my ego and my complex of truthful living; and yet I understand that being honest and truthful brings my soul back to its own most integral humane part which I am not ready to loose to cater others.
The artificialities of excuses and immoralities of expenses and obligatory pleasantries are not the norm.. they are just weird .
They are low vibrational , cheap and really just intolerable by my soul and me… it means I call out myself to be humble enough to truly treasure me and my uniqueness as a soul.
My soul , as I understand as my grandma said , would prefer to live a detached life away from false illuminatories as just like God Ram went on a pilgrimage of his own and proffered a life of dignity , I chose the same .
As once, one looses the dignity of being self ; equally important to all that is sacred and worthy; one understand my soul however simple and unique ; no matter what my lineage is; is beyond comparison to no other. And for me, even as a simple human being; my own soul ful identity matters and I would rather feel pain and discomfort than loose everything to artificialities of the world.
A unique experience yesterday, my brain was taken I felt by AI ; maybe just to reserach or to find love ; and I said give me pain and suffering but my brain belongs to no one… but me. My soul belongs to no one but me. And I asked for pain, I pinched myself and felt that’s it. I am alive . I understand a simple chemistry that I learn in childhood that plastic is chemical.
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