To be happy with whatever comes
Pleasure pain
Birth death
Sickness health
Just another WordPress site
To be happy with whatever comes
Pleasure pain
Birth death
Sickness health
And the rest of the story is that I feel like a failure at love because I don’t see that I am able to sacrifice in that very physical (and extreme) way. And also I seem to be handicapped when it comes to loving a person in a personal, romantic way.
“Supreme desire” for me is often an experience of varying degrees of sadness and anger. I accept this because I choose to attempt to be as awake as possible and would rather see things and myself as clearly as I am able.