Roti, Kapada, Makaan (Food, Clothing, and Shelter) is more or less assured for me for the rest of my life, barring some unforeseen macroeconomic shocks that send the stock market crashing. Assured also is enough income and savings to afford healthcare, including a bedside attendant, if need be.
That takes care of the body.
Some may ask, what about “sex”? Fair question. But, it is pretty apparent to me that “sex” is a mental than a bodily need or longing.
So, when it comes to mind, I find that it is being driven by its own imaginary needs and longings, none of which is as necessary as bodily needs.
That being the case, I am slowly realizing the need to ignore the mind’s chatter, which chatter is no better than a delusional/hallucinatory chatter in a so-called bipolar or schizophrenic person, differing only in degree and not in kind.
Some may ask, what about the heart or “love”? Fair question. But, it is apparent to me that “love”, too, is a need or longing based on one’s own imaginary mental needs and longings.
So, where does that leave us?
It leaves us with this realization that “The world is a drama played out by one’s own mind. To realize that is to go beyond sorrow.”
Know Thyself 