We hear so many doomsday stories and often wonder what life is all about. Not interested in anything and tired of sensory indulgences ... food, tv, paces and places, spiritual pursuits -everything seems to draw a blank. The psychiatrist would say it is depression. Rather something is missing in life. The mind needs something to do to keep itself occupied. Life, then, is bearable. When we come to the end of desires; to keep on keeping at the same old pastimes we are really in no-man's land - a place where we are neither here nor there - not here on Earth's playground yet haven't quite crossed over to spiritual pastures of heavenly bliss or whatever that state happens to be. This transition phase can be unsettling and one becomes moody and broody (my word) and up and down. All sagacious today and all gloomy tomorrow. Such is life. We walk the paces and trudge on regardless...