You Cannot Enter the Infinite Sitting on a Throne
Today, human beings have built a grand palace inside their own head.
They think they are very important —
important enough to spend an entire lifetime decorating a tiny identity:
my education, my job, my salary, my house, my family, my legacy.
Healing Begins When the Ego Ends
If you look closely, this “importance” is not confidence —
it’s fragile insecurity wearing a crown.
The modern world has mistaken expansion of the ego
for growth of the human being.
You study not to know life —
but to shine your little name on a visiting card.
You work not to serve —
but to polish your own pedestal.
You marry not to share life —
but to have one more person clap for your drama.
This is not development —
this is self-worship with an audience.
The tragedy is
when someone builds an empire around their ego —
education, career, relationship, family —
they think they are securing themselves.
But what they are really doing is
building a shatter-proof glass cage.
Inside family, inside home, inside a controlled society,
everyone agrees —
“Yes, yes, you are very important.”
So the madness feels normal.
Step outside the walls,
and suddenly the same person becomes vulnerable,
because the world does not know —
and does not care —
about their little throne.
When life touches that balloon of self-importance,
it must burst.
And when it bursts, people call it anxiety, depression, breakdown.
This is not a medical problem.
This is a spiritual starvation.
A mind drunk on “me and mine”
will always end up desperate and distressed —
you may delay it, but you cannot escape it.
You see psychiatric hospitals filling up —
not because the world has become harder —
but because the human being has become smaller.
Once upon a time, life was about
earth, sky, water, wind, and existence.
Now it is about my profile picture,
my salary package,
my social circle,
my family bubble.
The more you shrink your experience of life,
the louder your mind screams inside that prison.
The World of Walls: Protecting the Ego from Truth
Ego is the seed, and psychological suffering is the fruit.
You can wrap the seed in money,
water it with degrees,
fence it with relationships and social approval —
but it will still grow into the same tree:
a life spent chasing shadows and collapsing under stress.
There is only one cure:
Drop this artificial importance.
Discover life beyond yourself.
The day you realise
“I am not the center of the universe,”
a breeze of sanity enters your system.
When you stop demanding importance,
peace becomes natural.
When you stop protecting your identity,
freedom becomes effortless.
And when “me” dissolves,
life in its immensity floods in.
That is the beginning of spiritual health —
and the end of human-made madness.
The Madness of Self-Importance
There is one thing every seeker must understand —no one walks into the realm of the sacred on the shoulders of their own importance.
As long as you sit on a throne you have built in your head —
“I am special, I am superior, I must be treated differently” —
you are simply worshipping yourself.
Life will not dance for you because you think you are important.
It will only dance for you when you are light enough to move with it.
A person becomes spiritual not when they shout “Look at me!”
but when they quietly begin to wonder,
“Who am I… really?”
Most human beings need a little knock from life —
a heartbreak, a failure, a fall —
something that cracks the shell of ego.
When the surface breaks, the question rises,
“If I am not this image, then what am I?”
This is where the journey begins.
If you feel too big in your own eyes,
you cannot see anything beyond yourself.
Your ego becomes the wall between you and existence.
But when you become small — not defeated, just humble —
then suddenly the whole cosmos becomes available.
So understand this clearly:
From “I am important,” you cannot leap to the infinite.
From “I am nothing,” everything becomes you.
Only when the identity melts,
when the importance evaporates,
when the separate ‘me’ loosens its grip,
does the door open.
You kneel not in weakness but in recognition —
this life is far bigger than your little self.
When that dawns upon you,
spirituality is not something you pursue —
it blossoms by itself.
Pride: The Sweet Poison of the Ego
Most human beings spend their lives in this trap:
first, they manufacture a self.
Then they spend years decorating it, polishing it,
building an empire around it.
And the moment someone scratches that decoration,
all hell breaks loose — tears, distance, heartbreak, bitterness.
A whole life wasted tending to a phantom.
If you do not see this game now,
you will play it till your last breath.
Many people have lived and died
protecting nothing but a wounded illusion.
Abhimān is the inflation of “I” — the identity that says:
“This is mine. I did it. I deserve it. I am superior.”
It is the inner swelling of ego that disconnects one from reality, truth, and the divine. When Abhimān enters, intelligence leaves.
The moment you become full of yourself, nothing higher can enter you. The moment the idea of “me” becomes the center of your life, everything else becomes a tool — people become tools, the world becomes a resource, even the Divine becomes a transaction. This is a disease far deeper than any virus can ever spread.
When the sense of self becomes fanatical, you start building institutions, society, culture — all to glorify that little idea you have imagined yourself to be. And when a whole nation begins polishing and worshipping this imaginary jewel, do not expect health, harmony or sanity.
You can build hospitals, but you will never create health.
You can create armies, but you will never create peace.
You can enforce morality, but you will never touch human consciousness.
Because the moment self-importance becomes the foundational value, misery is the natural outcome.
A human being is at their best not when they are full of themselves,
but when they are empty enough to let life flow through.
A civilization that reveres the “self” will suffocate on its own pride.
But a civilization that bows down to life — not as mine or yours,
but as something far larger — will blossom into wellbeing.
If you truly value health, if you want a profound human possibility,
start with this simple shift:
Don’t decorate the ego. See, if it exists.
Not by force, not by belief — just see how you created it.
You are a tiny speck in this vast cosmos.
When you know this by experience,
your life becomes graceful, effortless, joyful.
Only then can a nation become healthy —
when the people in it are not shouting “me,”
but are willing to live as an expression of we,
or better still — just life.
Once you have a nicely inflated ego, pride does not need a grand entrance. It comes as a gentle whisper —“I am important.” The Gentle Whisper That Becomes a Cage.
The moment that thought becomes sweet in your mouth,
you start expecting the whole world
to arrange itself in your honour.
If one person forgets to bow at the right angle,
if one word does not match your expectation,
suddenly you feel wounded.
Not because someone hurt you,
but because your own idea of yourself cracked.
Pride is not a mountain.
It is a bubble —
one touch, and it bursts.
But till it bursts,
people are ready to fight wars, break relationships,
and burn lifetimes
just to protect that tiny bubble.
Most human beings spend their lives in this trap:
first, they manufacture a self.
Then they spend years decorating it, polishing it,
building an empire around it.
And the moment someone scratches that decoration,
all hell breaks loose — tears, distance, heartbreak, bitterness.
A whole life wasted tending to a phantom.
If you do not see this game now,
you will play it till your last breath.
Many people have lived and died
protecting nothing but a wounded illusion.
When you see there is no one inside to be hurt,
you become free, joyful, and unshakable.
That is living — everything else is just drama. This is the essence of spirituality.
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