The Master

 How deep one can go down the ocean of self? How much are we aware about its depth? to be with oneself in silence and enjoy the company. Sounds scary, discomforting and enjoyable to different individuals at the same time. 

Self is undoubtedly the greatest healing mechanism for all the pain induced by the world on an individual. The survival game is not the same anymore. The game is consistently extending beyond the norms of food, water and shelter. This disabled faculty of self healing, today is largely unaddressed and ignored. There are healers of course, but none can heal, sleep or eat for another. The healers can only inspire you into the process of healing initiated by the self but with a cost. 

Have we come across people, who find it hard to move on from their pain? well, all of us are in one way or the other carry our pains and live with it than get rid off for good. External wounds are treated with over the counter medications but inner wounds remain buried deep within, sometimes passed on to generations. The mind and body are not immortals but  pain seems like immortals by the impact they have on us. 

Sometimes I wonder if unnecessary curiosity of scientific pursuits have made us incapable of self healing, losing all our innate capacities and depend on laboratory proven medications. Are we becoming more fragile and insecure than ever? are we descending the graph of evolution? are we systematically conspired for this descent by our own kind? are we covering all this up with power of science and technology, pretending that we are more powerful than ever? is science, a shield to cover our tender and fragile being? We mostly seek external mechanism over internal! although inspite of excessive external assistance we never fully recover. 

The past experiences of trauma, failure, loss or deceit never allows us to move on. Why do we hang onto them despite of its devastating impact on our mind and body? Today we care about our Diet, Water, Sleep and what not but why don't we care about the self healing capacity that we own? Instead we take precautionary measures that include pretentious behaviour, diplomacy and social health to refrain from any potential damage to our emotions. We even look forward to only productive social interactions. We seek only those that benefit us including familial arrangements and romantic relationships. 

We have inscribed a pattern to seek only benefits for our well being and nothing else. The self should be the only beneficiary of the fruits of world is our primary destination. Despite, the ‘Self’ being primary interest in our extended game of survival quest, we continue to lose the mechanism of healing emotional pain. We have not honed our ability to heal ourselves. The worst alternative we found today against pain is our ego, which counter attacks and tries to annul the pain only to aggravate and to satiate through small evil victory guised as healing. 

The greatest faculty evolved in men is memory. What seemed like a boon to mankind, memory has turned into a bane today. Emotional pain develops into a parasite feeding on memory and eats away the potential life of ours. As we age, these parasites constitute our lives larger than ourselves.

 

We believed 'Time' as a great healer, but we are also aware that Time erases the pain temporarily. Any trigger to revoke our memory resurfaces the pain and rekindles its existence. We try to bury them again with many distractions. Science and religion assists us in doing so. 

We have forced ourselves not to be emotional but practical. We have reinforced the same through our industrial lives everyday. We are convinced that our extended game of survival doesn't entertain emotions, however we try pretending with masks. 

The new survival game is played with an absurd and abstract old entity called Money.  We chase, we please, we change everything to get it and as much, beyond our limitations. It is a number but none can count and say that's enough! There's no number infinite enough when it comes to money! The greed has taken over and become the decorum of today's life. The one who's happy with himself surely is out of his mind!

None can be happy nor allowed to be happy today. Never say never enough! Money is never happy with anyone, constantly demanding more effort and dedication through all means irrespective of ethics or morality. Once you are exhausted, Money leaves you in no time. There's a constant demand to keep working for it everyday eradicating the humanness, an out of context truth!

We stopped engaging in many physical activities that was physiologically necessary for us if not psychologically as well. Boastful advancement of science snatched away our physical health and replaced them with medications. There are medications for everything. 

We stopped engaging in activities which were capable to heal our emotional pains. Religion and Science again stepped forward to provide us spiritual healing and related laboratory invented medicines to overcome this pain, only to bury the hurtful pain but never  fully recover from it. 

We do not believe of a life that can be lived without these emotional baggage carried to our graves. We blame ourselves for our incapacity to be as pure as possible!

Who would believe if it is said that Religion and Science are two faces of the same coin? 

If a machine was designed to have only feelings? emotions? opinions? wouldn't have been absurd? Of course they are created for a Master who have all of them. 

We humans create machineries that replace us, in other words we want someone to carry out the same functions as we do but in different capacities. We can anticipate a void with the time and energy we possess once the machineries replace us for we have not thought of an answer. Perhaps, we would have achieved the same if not better capacity, if we had continued to work without unnecessary exploitation of curiosity. 

Who cares about how machineries feel? who listens to their cries and laughter? who considered their opinions? The master has deft ears and blind eyes for his slaves. 

A machine is designed and destined for action only when it is injected energy or called upon to perform? 

Sounds familiar? Yes. Religion advocates the same! 

To nullify emotions and work relentlessly for the Master. Consider yourself unworthy of opinions and complaints or even slightest emotions. You may seek his help but are you pure enough to reach out to him? The answer is NO. at least not at present. 

Religion and Science are two industries that run parallel to our lives, always keeping us in the middle. We are the workers and consumers at the same time working for the benefit of our Master. We do not even know how our Master is benefitted from our hard labour! 

No industry favours mankind unconditionally, so is religion and science. If they were to help our lives they would unconditionally support. They are always at service but at an expense of your hard labour and unfettered commitment. If both were for humanity, they would have benefitted us irrespective of Nationality, Gender and Race. 

Science or Religion couldn't erase the boundaries, couldn't unify men, bring peace and harmony, worse couldn't even fulfil our basic needs like food, water and fresh air even after so many centuries!  If they have to, it comes with a heavy load on your pocket inspite of all the labour you carried through your entire life for the Master.

Science claims evidence and research whereas Religion claims faith and belief even to the extent of self surrender. Science and Religion expect and demand unconditional support from its slaves but never reciprocate the same. 

Our lives navigate between what we believe as evidences, facts and what we experience as unknown. All known becomes arena of Science whereas all unknown becomes domain of Religion.  These two industries run parallel with the same agenda to assist mankind for a significant cost and also depend on them unconditionally during a lifetime. We are muscled by their capacity to oscillate between these industries, never to escape and free. 

Remember you are working for the Master, both visible, invisible; known and unknown.