We never come into contact with that extraordinary thing called death. Death is: to die to everything of the past, to die to your pleasure. Have you ever tried without argument, without persuasion, without compulsion, without necessity, to die to a pleasure? You are going to die inevitably. But have you tried to die today, easily, happily, to your pleasure, to your remembrances, to your hates, to your ambitions, to your urgency to gather money? All that you want of life is money, position, power and the envy of another. Can you die to them, can you die to the things that you know easily, without any argument, without any explanation?
Published by Krishnamurti Foundation India, with permission.
Copyright 1971 Krishnamurti Foundation Trust Ltd
