Being Alone

The potential dangers of living alone include wrting on your blog instead of interacting personally with some human beings around you.Now the big question is , are we really alone at any point of time. We are always occupied with something, either suprficial or important.We are either planning about things to do in future or brooding over past. We are thinking of somebody or something all the time. So we are really never quiet.The mind goes on like a monkey all the time. Why are we like this? I don't understand really. We seem to be never interested in the present. Not only that, thoughts keep on repeating themselves with no result or consequence whatsoever. It becomes a mechanical process, repeating itself like a machine. For me i really don't understand the purpose of why at all we are here, and why the hell we are doing what we are doing in our lives. Ambitious, goal oriented,and all that..different manifestations of our desires or sense of fullfillment. The question again crops do we ever get satisfied? Do we ever get fullfilled? Does all this running around leads anywhere? No, not at all...But we have to run..its almost inevitable. But then there should be a method to it. Method requires certain rules, and smells of conditioning and discipline. But can method or discipline ever result into understanding this whole phenomenon called life? I again don't know. To remian free means, to remain unattached, every moment, everyday. Now again i don't think this can be cultivated with practice. With practice we can acquire skills, and do well in our exams and jobs. But to live completely without a trace of past or a glimpse of future will definitely require a mind which is absolutely clear, pure, and above all quiet, a mind which understands its own tricks and intricacies inherited through the billions and billions yeras of conditioning. And understanding requires a passive but alert observation without conclusions and results. Becoz, there is really no end...atleast it seems so to me. A grain of sand has infinite dimensions to its character. We really cannot conclude definite about it. Anything about it will be incomplete in one way or the other. We will always fall short of the total "SAND". The observation is total involvement, everything, nothing except that.