Life begins only when bliss enters your being, but for that you have to be vulnerable: open to the winds and the rain and the sun, open to existence. It needs guts to be open because it is dangerous; to live is dangerous, to die is very comfortable. In fact there is no place more comfortable than the grave – no problems, no anxieties, one simply has gone to sleep forever.
People live a deathlike life – comfortable, convenient. But they miss the whole thrill, the adventure, the zest, the juice.
Remember that the first and foremost thing for a man of intelligence is to seek and search for bliss. Once you are in contact with bliss, once you have tasted it, you are reborn. Then real life begins; then you know what it is all about.
