what is to be gained by knowing myself?
after all i know who i am.
i am a limited entity.
i am never at peace.
i am mortal - i was born, and i am going to die.
i am never complete, and am ever lacking.
i am always missing in one thing and somehow no matter how often i get that "one thing" after a long struggle, it mysteriously gets replaced by the next "one thing" that i start seeking next!
i am happy, at times.
i am not able to steadily hold onto that happiness.
i am certain that a sense of lack cannot be intrinsic to me - if so, why would i at times be happy? if so, why would i not be comfortable with it?
i am at a loss.
this is where self enquiry sprouts.
this is how a journey begins.
a journey into my self
i start with me
i end at my self.