And with all these we are fine.
But it is all nothing
To think about all –
Not propitious.
Relating to this and that
Give not any name and fame –
All dangerous.
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I have nothing to do,
No reason to stay.I want not to givePain and agonyTo anyoneWith my presence.I know everyoneAnd everything is hereWith modes ofMaterial nature.And here I feel,Passion and ignoranceReign supreme.
MY name,
No duplicity,Nothing.I am in all,They are allIn me.We are allIn one,In one thing,One being.All livingAll expanding,All contracting.
I am aloof,
Am I not on this earth,Am I not in water,Am I not in the air,Am I not in your mind,Am I not in your intelligence,Am I not in your ego,Answer them openly,And find me there.The relationship,Still, not secured.Matter, still, rulesAnd feel presenceWithin and without.I am aloof.
My language my voice
All blood all waterAll fire all despairAll yours.And dear you are thereTo show the importance ofMy life my bookWritten and unwrittenDistinct and unique.
Words and wordless,
I want to flyAll over the sky.The sky, I lostOnly belongs to the words.With no wordsI feel much more powerful.Life is not so beautifulIn words, and I want toMove to you with no word.Let me draw all attentionSilently and touch the skyJust tenderly with goodbye.
Come to Tapovan,
And for practice ofAusterities.Here you are to acceptFully the shelter of the truth.You are to executeThe order of the truth.Love, you know,Here universal.Life, you knowHere impersonal.Come to TapovanTo discover the self.