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I want to be rich enough to afford the luxury of choice.
Just another way of saying beggers aren't choosers.
Richness of knowledge, health and wealth.
For who ever comes to my door, shouldn't go back with the same mind or a growling stomach or with an empty hand.
What would one not do to to get a lamp lit Devine glimpse of his. I am sweaty tired and I still want to walk, I am thirty but I still want to continue w 'goooovindaaaa' , my feet being grilled on the overheated path and I still want to stand still cause I don't wish to leave his abode, my stomach is full and my hand still reaches for that one extra bite of rice, surrounded by a thousand people but my mind, still, calm, unbothered. Each one might have different intentions but the collective consciousness of the heart of temple complex is meant to make one feel something, at least I did. The feeling of submission, heart-fullness, clarity.
What do I want? The fulfillment of my desires or the fulfillment of my desire to be free of desires?

















