The Battlefield

Its an inner battle when we realize that the world is throwing so many things in our faces at every moment, and that we have to keep dodging the bullets and make our way back to base-safely. But the world is not the enemy, we aren't the enemy either. Nope its not that goat-legged and horned red guy called the devil either. Its simply the misconception we have attached to thru the medium of the false ego via the intelligence, mind and senses. As explained in the Bhagavad-Gita desire, or lust, is the all devouring enemy of us all, And its quite deep too. we can't just uproot it and go. Nope, its born of contact with the senses and their objects. The Gross senses want to feel and taste and hear and see, while the subtle senses want to feel the inner gratification of such contact. In this way the chariot of the mind drives us here and there hoping that what we're looking for is out there and will appear soon and very soon. But so many things apear to be what we are seeking- only to end, or keep going to the next person. So the more we keep up the seeing and feeling and other stuff for external gratification, the battle continues-with casualties.
But just as the enemy is within, born of this body, the Hero also lies within. He wasn't just born with the body, nor does he appear at the crucial moment to save the day; He's always there. You know him, I do too. He's been with us on countless journeys and his name is Paramatma (say that five times). So by looking with in we see the friend and the enemy. When we then analyze that the reason the enemy is the enemy is because he presents things to us that doesnt quench our thirst for non-stop bliss, then we begin to ask the paramatma what he can offer us. Again, we learn from the Gita that Paramatma is just waiting for that moment. So that all he can tell us is this: "I have nothing to offer you that already isn't yours." You, as a being different from the covering belonging to desire, come from a world where you don't even need sunlight! What to speak of everything else thats being thrown at you. you already have these in full. He continues to explain that we are of the same nature, Paramatma and us, and we exist together forever in that splenidn abode. He envites us back by beckoning that we turn from the battle outside of sensual throwings, look within, and call out from within, loud enough to reawaken such atmosphere.