What Destroyed Jiddu Krishnamurti

 

It is clear from Jiddu Krishnamurti’s words

That he harbored a well of Sincerity.

 

It can be said

That Jiddu Krishnamurti

Was a genuine and serious seeker

Of Truth.

 

His sincerity surpasses

Virtually all those

Of his time.

 

An untruth,

An Achilles heel,

A particular lack of understanding,

Destroyed him.

 

It suffused his purity.

And poisoned his pursuit.

 

The modern-day guru’s

Speakers

Authors

Motivationalists

Priests and pundits . . .

Are but fragile shells of men

Compared to Jiddu Krishnamurti.

 

But both they

And he

Suffer the very same untruth.

The very same illness.

 

If one listens to Krishnamurti’s words,

It becomes clear

That this is a man of sincerity and depth.

 

If one listens to Krishnamurti’s words,

It also becomes clear

That this is a man desperate to be heard.

 

His desperation to be heard

Is almost assuredly Not borne of

Self-promotion.

 

Such a pass

Cannot be so easily given

To modern-day coaches, authors, and speakers.

 

Krishnamurti suffered from a Need.

The Need for the audience to Understand.

 

The Need for the audience

To be as sincere as him.

 

The Need for the audience

To be genuine.

 

The Need for the audience

To examine deeply and honestly.

 

So deep was his need,

Most of his time was spent pleading with audiences to be sincere,

Rather than speaking about what he had learned.

 

In doing so,

He wasted his time upon the masses,

And denied the rare and sincere humans.

 

What enormous energy and time

Could have been spent

Exploring deep Truths

Rather than begging and pleading to change the unchangeable nature

Of the masses.

 

Jiddu Krishnamurti

Either did not understand,

Or could not Bring Himself to accept,

That almost none of his listeners

And virtually no one in the world

Had either the capacity,

Or the desire,

To be Sincere.

 

To Krishnamurti,

Attendance implied readiness.

 

This may,

Or may not,

Have been borne of a phenomenon

That appears in those who are extraordinarily sincere

In their pursuit.

 

The more Sincere one is . . .

The more desirous of Truth he becomes . . .

The more loneliness ensues.

 

Few humans are made

To withstand such isolation.

 

While it may be noble

To attempt to invest others with understanding,

It is more practical and wise to understand,

That there but an exquisite few

Who have the longing to Understand.

 

Krishnamurti was a king amongst men.

But in cowering to the masses,

He became their slave.

 

The masses are but a shallow

And ungrateful seed.

 

Those who seek their favor

Encourage incite within them

A deep and pervasive Entitlement.

 

Few in the history of human civilization

Have escaped their grasp.

 

Few in the history of human civilization

Have escaped The World.

 

Those who have managed to do so

Are worthy of listening to.

 

Though the one who does,

May not be worthy of hearing it.

 

Namaste.