Find Me If You Can

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

Selfing of The Self

I world; therefore I am The body feels, The mind thinks, The intellect sees, The Self worlds. The feeling, the thinking, the seeing, and the worlding are rays in the pure and noble gaze of the supreme Self. A detached gaze dwells in the depths of void; that is all and all is that. There … More Selfing of The Self