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Soliloquy between Solitude, Seclusion and Him "There is a fine line between artistic creativity and mental illness‌. Who are you?" I am, I am woman. "Why are you here?" To witness the soliloquy between Solitude, Seclusion and Him.

Solitude: I can only help you to understand your innate disposition to visceral horror if you want me to. Him: You cannot perceive my inherent qualities of mind and character even though you understand my nature of being alone. Seclusion: The physical manifestation of peace and unending stillness is paradoxical. In this cycle, the earth is not disposed to stillness. In being alone I can offer you more than peace. Him: Solitude and Seclusion, the offspring of a monastic union. Indeed we understand but take cognizance that I am man made whole by woman. "Your existence makes him albeit he is not made by you". I cannot be here always.

Solitude: You cannot escape me. I am making a retreat only that we shall be together in the end. Seclusion: If you accept my essence absolutely you will have found the origin of being. I shall remain indispensable to your existence always. Him: Live and let live. Man is an entity that has been created for a life within a society. An abstemious existence is not fulfillment. With woman I shall find fulfillment. "Do you see Him? Man indeed is at a loss. We understand the nature of your existence" I am, I am woman. I can only be woman. I no longer exist for his loneliness. Let Him embrace his nature of being alone.


Him: Seclusion and solitude! Brothers! Why have you left me? You have given up so easily on me. What is a man without family? I have let woman be. What exists beyond samsara? "You see woman, solitude and seclusion can make Him whole just as they can propel Him to madness" I exist for his loneliness. I am woman. I am his madness.

A Concise Dissertation This is the outcome of a pathological need for introspection. The need to maintain a balance of self; the ego, super ego and id. We find Him at peril, his being ensues this monologue. We see the attribute of reflection depicted as God within Him and the mediocre diagnosis that emanates by Him. We infer Him an artist, one of immense talent; a burning fire. A fire that will ignite in Him a unique kind of madness. There is always some reason in madness as there is some madness in love. Here, God within Him reveals the presence of woman. We find Him at the arduous end of love with woman. Woman has always been within Him. But this moment with Him, woman might at long last determine the elusive Moirai. God within Him unfolds this with the query “Why are you here?" to which woman replies; to witness the soliloquy between Solitude, Seclusion and Him The quasi-esoteric approach of introspection by Him is alluring. We take cognizance that the conflict within Him stems from the presence of woman in the self; a self that for Him is made of Solitude and Seclusion ergo personification of these conditions of the self to which implications and significance of this self are elucidated to Him; apprehensive of the imminent accord of woman within the self. Solitude claiming an understanding of the natural tendency of Him towards fear, emerges with an offer to abstract and provide relief from fear with an apprehension that his being must want solitude to. Solitude gives birth to the original in us, to beauty unfamiliar and perilous to how beings truly are not what they can be. But sometimes, it gives birth to the opposite: to the perverse, the illicit, the absurd this is where the fine line exist. For eternity, beings seek the companion that they can never find as intimate as solitude. We find Him admit to the competence of solitude in understanding his nature of being alone but reminds that there are confinements to the perception of his being by solitude.


With the impression of an eventuality that is not sequacious, seclusion delivers an oration hurled at the ignorance of Him who continues to measure worth in stillness. Seclusion; the reclusive self, pronounces that the physical manifestation of peace and unending stillness is paradoxical as we see that even at a state of indestructible calm; apparent peace, the earth still rotates in a dramatic manner about its axis. Seclusion then posits that sequestration of his being will lead to that which is more than peace. Seclusion is intrinsic to creation, its essence embodying the culmination of existence from which the purpose of being can be addressed. We expect Him to inquire; what is more than peace? We find Him unwilling to inquire about that which is more than peace and we infer a feigned apperception thus we excuse Him for accepting unending stillness as an ideal manifestation of peace. This unwillingness follows a reference to solitude and seclusion as offspring of a monastic union. We cannot excuse Him as his being confines the self of solitude and seclusion to an austere and celibate actuality thus reiterating the imminent accord of woman within the self. It is at this moment that we find Him identify his being as man, a sentient being made whole by woman At this juncture we recognize the witness whom we can now safely declare as the reason for this introspection; woman. God within Him addresses woman acknowledging that her being makes Him although man is not made by woman. It is from this statement that we safely reaffirm our notion that this reflection is by God within Him. We find that as man proclaims to be made whole by woman it suggests a strong willingness to desert the self that for Him is made of Solitude and Seclusion towards the self made whole by woman. It is to this discernment that we find woman proclaim to God within Him; I cannot be here always. We acknowledge the determination in the quest to be made whole by woman; in plain words, to wholly fall in love with woman while abandoning the self he has always known. In this monologue, we observe Him seeking to determine the moirai of woman to which there is prudent negligence of what it embodies to be woman. Man and woman consummate their beings, this is not wholeness. Woman is incapable of making man whole. Now certain of the imminent accord of woman within the self, solitude makes a bold claim that man shall not escape what is embodied within it as in the end of existence; in transition, man remains in perpetual solitude while seclusion beacons Him to embrace what it embodies absolutely in order to find the origin of being. Seclusion has been ab


origine, an absolute acceptance of seclusion emanates from the origin of being, this is that which is more than peace; from a theist standpoint this is God. Man shows indifference and laissez faire. We cannot excuse how man compares the self that is made of solitude and seclusion to an abstemious existence inferring this self incapable of life within a society to which man proclaims that woman shall satisfy the desire to be made whole. We see now that man has decided to love woman, this imminent accord of woman within the self for Him denotes an obliteration of the self that is of solitude and seclusion. Thus God within Him reflects at how man is at a loss, at how man is not sagacious about the nature of his existence to which woman announces, implying at last a clench of the elusive Moirai; I am, I am woman. I can only be woman. I no longer exist for his loneliness. Let Him embrace his nature of being alone. It is of note to remind that this is an introspection, one that is timeless. As the soliloquy unravels we find woman renounce the capability to make Him whole. Woman admonishes Him to embrace his nature of being alone. Woman has always been within Him. We find Him at the arduous end of love with woman. There is always some reason in madness as there is some madness in love. God within Him reflects one last time as man prepares to salvage what is left of his being and inquires about samsara. This reflection discloses to all that solitude and seclusion can make Him whole although indicating that they can also propel his being to madness. We understand now that the self for Him was made of Solitude and Seclusion abandoned due to the imminent accord of woman within the self. Man disregarded the self of solitude and seclusion in pursuit of woman to make Him whole. Man found that woman would rather be woman who no longer existed for his loneliness. As man prepares to embrace a self that for Him shall be made of Solitude and Seclusion, as man calls out to his brothers in anticipation of the madness of this self, as man inquires about samsara woman reveals; I exist for his loneliness. I am woman. I am his madness This not how it truly ends. This introspection by Him culminates here due to convenience of temperament, the strong desire to be made whole by woman or be propelled to madness sees woman accepting a role as his madness. Woman has always been within him. Samsara is the ongoing cycle of birth, death and rebirth endured by beings from which release from all constraint is obtained by achieving the highest level of enlightenment. What exists beyond Samsara? We find Him seeking our council. Man has let woman be. What is a man without family? We respond plainly with these words as they were said to us;


“The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to you, but it is not. It is an existential truth: only those persons capable of being alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core of the other person – without possessing the other, without becoming dependent on the other, without reducing the other to a thing, and without becoming addicted to the other. They allow the other absolute freedom, because they know that if the other leaves, they will be as happy as they are now. Their happiness cannot be taken by the other, because it is not given by the other. Then why do they want to be together? It is no longer a need; it is a luxury. Try to understand it. Real persons love each other as a luxury; it is not a need. They enjoy sharing: they have so much joy; they would like to pour it into somebody. And they know how to play their life as a solo instrument. The solo flute player knows how to enjoy his flute alone. And if he comes and finds a solo tabla player, they will enjoy being together and creating a harmony between the flute and the tabla. Both will enjoy it. They will pour their richness into each other. – Osho.’’ You see we are solitude and seclusion. We are not the offspring of a monastic union. We are an intrinsic condition of the self before it can attain wholeness. We will always be within Him. This is how the introspection ends. Now you will find Him alone. ‘’ I will learn to love my solitude and acknowledge the pain it causes. I realize that those who are near may be far away, this indicates to me that the space around is beginning to grow. I shall find solace in this growth, in which I can't take anyone with me. I will be gentle with those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and not torment them with my doubts and frighten them not with my faith or joy, which they may not be able to comprehend. I shall seek out true feelings of what I have in common with them, which doesn't necessarily have to alter when I change again and again. When I see them, I shall love this life in a form that is not of my own. I shall be indulgent toward those who are growing old, who are afraid of the aloneness that I trust. I do not expect any understanding; but believe in a love that is being stored up like an inheritance, I have faith that in this love there is strength and blessing so large that I can travel as far as I wish without having to leave my seclusion. – Him’’

Soliloquy Between Solitude, Seclusion and Him  
Soliloquy Between Solitude, Seclusion and Him  

Introspection

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