"So, sirs and ladies, it is your life. Either you bring about a great radical, psychological revolution in yourself, or the experts of the genetic world are going to make you do something. Then you will become mere machines, then life will have very little meaning. But there is great significance, great meaning, if you know, if you are aware of, what love is, what compassion and intelligence are. Out of that comes great silence and vast space. All that cannot exist if there is any shadow of selfishness. That is meditation, not the repetition of words, not the discipline of will, but the discipline of order which comes when their is no conflict."
-Jiddu Krishnamurti, Bombay, January 30, 1983
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Dear J. K.
how, I wonder, do you consider your work now.
What would you change?
Was your work was too wordy, perhaps?
You had a way of feeding people
- and only educated, comfortable, complacent people - intellectual beauty so they were satisfied and they didn't bother to reach.
Your jewels were exquisite, but led to complacently in the listener. You never told anyone what to do.
Only the very few, the very best penetrated the beauty.
Did you intend this? Was that enough?
I wonder if the motivation for your
wonderful art was your loneliness.
I wonder, but you're gone from here.
Everyone still knows your name, but who became what you are?
Who transformed?
Sure, they were dumb, selfish arseholes. But couldn't you have.......
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