Shedding the World
To realize the Self is to see everyone and everything to be within and not without. … More Shedding the World
Songs of the heart & mystical poetry
To realize the Self is to see everyone and everything to be within and not without. … More Shedding the World
You can’t love the light without loving the shadows. It is imperfection that keeps us awake to perfection. Let’s love everything that we are. Read more… … More Hell is a Boomerang
Fear not my friend! Go where you have to go; do what you have to do. Nothing is ever lost, nothing is ever gained. You are the light of the world. How can you ever become worldly? You are that which illumines all things without exhaustion. What you manifest has no bearing on your essence. … More Already Free
This veil! It is transparent, and the beloved in plain sight. But I am blinded by what I’ve taken to be seeing. There’s a seeing that shows and a seeing that hides. She is near and far, here and there, a yes and a no. She is my Mona Lisa. She is my Eroma. I … More My Eroma
The fall is here. It has made itself felt, from the inside; from the deep. The fall is vigorously marching toward me, the ground shaking more and more and I am trembling out of fear and uncertainty. The fall’s magnificence precedes its face. I love the fall. I love how the fall smells, I love … More Liquid Jesus
I wear a mask made of nothing, you don’t see it on my face but I feel it all the time. The story has it that I am hideous, but god knows who has that story! I wove the mask I wear with the labor of time; it is a conglomeration of conflicting stories teamed … More The Play of Masks
Logos is a threat to the intrinsic ambiguity of existence; it fragments an existence already shredded by time. Logos is the form-giving principle, and I despise form; but the lower soul despises form too, for it is only in moral and existential ambiguity of my Being that it gets to wallow in the filth of … More For the Love of Shadows
United in our essence we are differentiated only in the aspects we manifest of that essence. Like the petals of a flower we were once in the same seed; when the flower’s time comes we all return to yet another seed form, for yet another bloom. This world is naught but a glass prism my … More A Dance Called Being Human
To know the truth is not the same as having a theory or a belief system about reality, however logical or scientific they may be; rather, Truth discloses itself naturally when we stop superimposing on the stream of consciousness our own theoretical/theological interpretations of reality. Truth is always in front of our eyes, hidden in … More Seek not, See!
The Void swallows that which is like it, empty and transparent. In that blessed moment what is above snatches from the claws of time what is below and hands it over to eternity. Oh pole-seeking inhabitants of this imaginary sphere! It recedes as you seek It. My Being stands, like Muhammad and the circle of … More Find Me If You Can