Love is the scent with the lotus born. It is the silent choirs of petals singing winter’s harmony of uniform beauty. Love is the song of the soul, singing to God. It is the balanced rhythmic dance of planets – sun and moonlit.
All ideologies are idiotic, whether religious or political, for it is conceptual thinking, which has so unfortunately divided man.
The churning separates the butter from the milk. In the same manner, through cosmic processes and upheavals of heat and cold, the five fundamental elements - earth, water, fire, air and space were separated and Earth, this Ball of Butter, emerged as the product of the churning.
All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.
Be good and all will leave you. And I am good only when I am One with my Self. And in that goodness all my negative emotions leave me. I don’t leave them.
