For what do I have to say? Is it really all that knowledgeable, wise, useful? Compared to what I don’t know, compared to the scope for wisdom, compared to how much more useful millions are, it is ridiculously and absurdly inconsequential.
Even if it is of some tiny use for someone around me at a point in time, in the face of the meaningless of the cosmos, it is ultimately valueless.
So, time to stop talking? Time to stop blogging?
Hmm…but is it a cop-out? Is it a part of my worldly duties to my family, friends and society to speak? If so, how much? On which subjects? In what manner? To what purpose?
Or is it a con? Am I actually avoiding pain to myself? Am I in fact so egoistical that I would rather not speak than risk being treated as less than a guru?
Until I find convincing answers I will continue to let my ego speak, but surely this question will always accompany my every utterance and perhaps one day I shall make the choice of silence, sooner the better.
Submitted humbly, as always.
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