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6- Death is Purifying Death is a gift, a purifying gift. No funeral or mourning required but a celebration. To be sad at the departure of the loved ones, is for selfish reasons only. Otherwise for the wise, leaving the hefty vessel behind and becoming weightless and dimensionless is utterly joyous and a gateway to…
5-Immortal When I die.. When I die no-one notices I have gone. Congratulations! We have created a human version of a cattle farm. In life I’ve done a bit of this, a bit of that Then I asked myself what for? Before, I wanted to do anything for the price of love, then sadly, I…
2- Levels of Consciousness The world is the reflection of God. God wanted to share the joy with some of his creations and he chose mankind and blessed them with the essence of consciousness and also promised the pure consciousness for those who earn it. The essence of consciousness is like a narrow opening in…
Shamefulness occurs when pleasure costs. God is happy when we laugh. The essence of life is pleasure. Sharing the fun prolongs the rapture. Satisfaction means less is enough. Indulgence means more is insufficient. Indulgence is excessiveness, kills the excitement, and darkens the heart. Some find the joy in nice music, Some please themselves with the…
1- Light and Vibration Light brings colours,visualisation and depth to our imagination. Also deception and temptations. We see because we have a tool to see, as we have a tool to hear, smell and so on and then our brain processes and makes sense of what we have sensed which is not exactly the same…
Revenant! What a day was today! I saw an isthmus to purgatory today. The sky was a waterfall. The sun was lost among the uncertainties, The clouds were misty and mysterious. I danced naked under the cleansing waterfall with the only music heard. All at once, I saw a bridge of lights coming out. Inviting…
Don’t Judge Me! Once upon a time, There was a piece of paper And some useless pencils, And there was a child, With limited imagination, Holding a pencil without direction. Sketches and doodles, Pointless and meaningless The twisted lines and spirals. Once, a teacher appears, Stands tall and clear. Holds the hand with no fear.…
That Uncertainty Is Worse Than Ignorance! When one is shown the love but he still is not certain, That uncertainty is worse than ignorance. One who doesn’t know, Knows nothing any better. Asha, is the bottle full of wisdom Filled in with the milk of love by God himself. The baby who drinks of that…
The Story of Still-life I asked a forgotten towel on the washing line: what’s happening with you? It replied: I am collecting rain for the days of drought, when you are burning hot. I found a handkerchief left in the drawer, I asked: what’s going on? It said: I was collecting tears. I am here…
Faceless To Whom It May Concern. It’s not my responsibility if you don’t care It’s not my concern if you are a fool. Why should I be worried if you are played too easily? This world belongs to us all, No matter if I am a king or a peasant, Our share to this…