It is the most dangerous form of lethargy. It is worse than cancer and ultimately the most destructive energy on the planet. Cancer only kills your body. Cancer of the mind is comfort zone.

A man who is content obviously is someone who can have no children, no relations, no one who looks up to him, no one who depends on him, no one he looks up to.

What about an ascetic?

Is an ascetic content? Not only is he still seeking, he is walking on the edge.

People run to the caves to escape the world. That is escapism, not ascetism. There are people who say, I have failed miserably in life, as a father, son, businessman, in every possible way. Now let me don on yellow robes and at least somebody will feed me three meals a day.  Let me hide in a cave, and not be disturbed by the world. That is escapism.

Buddha was a true ascetic. When he was Siddartha, he was a king, he had riches beyond the dreams of a common man. He had everything anyone could have hoped for—wife, children, all the glories, and he walked away. That is an ascetic. Buddha left his comfort zone. A true ascetic leaves his comfort zone. A true ascetic walks away from the cross beams on the building under construction. That is where you find an ordinary person clinging in fear to the closest person or pillar her can find, looking down at the height and trembling and not willing to leave that comfort zone even if his life depended upon it. But an ascetic walks on those six inches wide beams.