Len

For you to become aware of one thing, That you have everything But you don't have yourself. That you are surrounded by all the luxuries. There is nothing more to be added to it. But who are you? Living in a palace. But what the hell you are doing here? The question is bound to happen. The poor man cannot ask it. He is looking for bread. He is looking for his children's Medicine. He has no house. Do you think he will Start inquiring about his Interiority? About truth? About the meaning of life?