Words again, ooh fuck! I am boring I found my self generating the bullshit I am going to write now and most of all I found "the source" of talking and creating all this shit. The source is as I said a million times is the urge of communication. I think that's almost an instinct of men being social animals. Did you ever notice that the world, all concepts, ideas... are in fact there just for the pure communication between people? I think the very existence of words comes out of that. I need to talk with you so I have to "word" it. Let's take the example of awareness. Where and what is awareness when there is no need to rationalize, put in words, explain. Here the point is not what is awareness or if it exists or not. I am not interested in that. What I am interested is: Why am I writing this post? Because I need to communicate with you. My conclusion is that the meaning of the written is not really important as much as is the fact the we need to talk.
ps Would there be any "Parabrahman" if gurus had not have the urge to speak to people? So I think the source of the universe is that very social urge to talk about it.
