angel, monster and freedom

“You are in love”, the whole world seemed to be shouting to him that day. He himself knew he was in tenacious grips of something tremendously powerful. All his life he had been a carefree wanderer. But now, he was stuck. He could’ve given all he had to that one individual, and he had nothing! He didn’t know what it was, and he being himself, couldn’t have trusted the world. Where could he go if not to Bulla? He went to him running breathlessly, shouting, help! help! My freedom is lost, I’m possessed by some invisible monster, and they call it love! And I have turned my own enemy. As the shrill cries of the individual echoed in Bulla’s ears, and he opened his eyes reflecting the stillness of some other dimension, the individual knew he was ready to listen. So he narrated his experience and asked “am i in the grip of what they call love?” The signs of panic were palpable on his face.” I’ll answer your question, replied Bulla, but not before you’ve answered mine. The individual had no choice but to agree. So Bulla asked “Is there love in you?” I do not know what it is, replied the individual, but definitely, something new was born within me when I saw that individual. It now, possesses me and grows stronger everytime I think of her, and everytime I’m in her presence, and it gives me unspeakable agony in her absence. Having listened to the individual, bulla replied thus:
the monster that you’re afraid of is the lookalike of an angel whom the world does not know. The angel is love and it is as capable of keeping you in confines as your hands are capable of holding themselves. The name of the monster masquerading as love is desire and he holds everyone in his grips. He wakes when love sleeps and feeds itself on others. Nature has created him to keep you in bondage for otherwise the existence of life would become subject to your erratic will. But how should an individual recognize him when he masquerades himself as love? Asked the individual. There is one simple trick, see, whether what possesses you is self-existent or depends on the other? The monster always depends on the other for its existence. On appearance of “the other” it appears, so on disappearance of “the other” it must disappear too. Be courageous, look fearlessly at the moster, it cannot stand the fire of your gaze, it will burn out and then you shall be free again.
But do you want to be free again?