Brittany was on her deathbed with her husband Adam at her side. "Honey, I need to make a confession.'' whimpered Brittany groggily, "I slept with your brother, your cousin, and your father.'' ''It's okay, Sweetie. I know," replied Adam as he wiped the tears from Brittany's cheek, "Why do you think I poisoned you?''
you think you can, or you think you can't -- either way you are right."
It is always the false that makes you suffer, the false desires and fears, the false values and ideas, the false relationships between people. Abandon the false and you are free of pain; truth makes happy, truth liberates ~ Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj