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10 Raw Truths About Life From J. Krishnamurti
Nobody needs to tell you how to look. You just look.
What part of me is truly mine? How much of myself is borrowed?
Does life have any meaning at all? Or is meaning a mere distraction from simply living?
Am I really just a product of my upbringing and environment?
Am I the cause of my own suffering? Is it easier to blame everything than to take responsibility?
Why do I hold onto the pain even when it hurts me?
I was flooded by these questions after reading just the first chapter of ‘Freedom from the Known’ by J. Krishnamurti.
For the longest time, I couldn’t bring myself to finish the book. It’s been lying in my bookshelf. I’m not entirely sure why. Maybe it was the title that scared me. Maybe I already knew what he was going to say. Or maybe…it was the fear of what lies beyond the “known.” Well, whatever it was, I avoided it.
But on those unbearable days, one is forced to finally face what they have been burying under the carpet. So I did.
And I was lost — in the finest, most uncomfortable way possible.
It felt personal. Like he was calling me out — for knowing the truth but still crying over it every day. For lacking courage to live it.
