A man in full doesn’t want anything. Or, put another way, he wants what he has; he doesn’t want what he doesn’t have. Men in full are easy to overlook. They’re very quiet.
If the twinned inherencies of greed (I want) and selfishness (me and mine) were suddenly eliminated, we would find ourselves in a heavenly realm.
In the West, we reward ambition. From a Sufi perspective, it’s a disease. Rumi: “All of our suffering results from raw greed and from the desires of the self and its itching palate.”
The ambitions of a man who knows exactly what he wants are perforce low and limited.
No swearing. No spitting. Also: Don’t want anything. And don’t fear anything.