Most humans will spend inordinate time defining success and finding its true meaning. Newsflash - all humans the second they are born are in a dead end job. Everyone dies. No two ways about it. Some die peacefully while others die a gruesome or somewhat unpleasant death but in the end there is just that - the end. You cannot be deader than dead. Ask any deadee. I am dead serious. So then what of the deadee? Can he or she define what it was like before he died? Not really since there is a paradox for those that are still around. If you are dead there is no more backward and forward looking statements to be made. That is it. You are simply DEAD. Deadly idea I know - but then again no different than finding Moksha. Buddha had something to say about it -he came up with that invention. Attaining one that is. You simply cannot buy moksha at a grocer or street corner (the Colombian cartels might beg to differ), or a post office - its worse than a good score on a CAT or GRE ...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!