Human beings are the only beings who play with their lives and the lives of others.
They play with their minds and their bodies.
Some play with political toys, others with power and money.
Still others play with spirituality by inventing toys: "masters", "guides", "teachers", "wisdom", "awakening" etc...
Everything is a toy in human hands. Without toys, they cannot breathe, think or act.
Everyone wants their independence to shine, to be unique. This individualism is increasingly spreading across the planet and becoming universal. And we call it progress.
We now communicate only through machines, and the heart-to-heart relationship is disappearing.
Ignorance is man's undoing.
To avoid being alone and to be able to surround himself with people, the man invents a teacher character.
In reality, he is not there to save others but to save himself.
If he runs out of toys, man panics in his solitude and starts chasing shapes and colours. And it's precisely in shapes and colours that we lose our way.
While the most deluded man believes he is in the right, the true man perceives his illusions.
To be the plaything of one's own illusions and the illusions of the world is to be led astray.
While pure souls appreciate my words and writings, suffering and proud souls hate and judge them.
By doing so, they only feed their pride. They use it as armour to protect themselves from their fear of themselves.
Pride is the most fearsome toy of human beings - if we can even call them "human" today.
In truth, before we can attain the state of Buddha, we must first attain the state of human being. To do this, you have to develop certain qualities, and develop them fully.
These qualities are: courage, sincerity, loyalty, gratitude, natural and unselfish kindness, fearlessness, simplicity and honesty.
If there is a person who has fully developed each of these qualities, let him come to me and I will bow down before him.
In the meantime, strive to become human and live like humans.
Make no mistake, I write these texts out of kindness, not for the pleasure of reproaching.
My words are like a sword, and a sword is only used to cut through misguidance.
Wake up!... Wake up!!...