Thesubconscious part in us is called the subjective mind, because it does notdecide and command. It is subject rather than a ruler. Its nature is to dowhat it is told, or what really in your heart of hearts you desire.
Thetorment of human frustration, whatever its immediate cause,is the knowledge that the self is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangledmind’ leaking away in lonely, wasteful self-conflict.
Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.