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It was way too early in the morning when that question was asked. I tried to let it pass though it seems too loaded to ignore.
We were in a big room with little kids playing about yet the issue still persisted. "She was only 12 years old,", said the informant.
My curiosity (a.k.a. hmm-let's-see-what-others-are-doing) got the better of me and so I inquired, "Who is this you're talking about?".
I didn't want to have anything to do with it so I mufffled the noise with my inner ramblings.
"You shouldn't have asked!", I rebuked myself. "Why do you need to know?"
Before my one minute of allowable guilt-tripping ceases, I reminded myself, "You've been very careful with what you feed your mouth (being a strict vegetarian and all that) but sometimes you are not too keen on what passes your ears. There are too many information in this world which are as useless as garbage."
My one minute alarm beeped but my inner voice continued its tirade, "On the surface, it seems like a casual conversation but you of all people understand energy! When you pried in, you open the lid of a stinky dust bin and allow it's stench to permeate the air. Also, whenever you look at the defects of others, you color yourself with that. It's like a game of throwing mud, you can never get out of it clean."
With head bowed, I realized that meddling in other people's affair is a total waste of time. It's their life, their choices.
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