A loving heart is the truest wisdom

July 29, 2017

I began to see—

The map of my life’s mansion which I had in my mind since my childhood. To lay its foundation the august date had been determined. Then how could I sleep more?

Now when the aroma of my sensibilities began to invite me, how could I resist?

How could my heart avoid submission?

How could my process of respiration keep itself so smooth?
How could my own blood avoid being converted into sweet syrup to quench my thirst?

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Shaheer, Let the Shaheer Die completely

I love those moments when I realized that I am an idiot. These moments are very beautiful and powerful and very deep painful, because this idiotic is very clean--clearer than any knowledge. This idiotic is healthy, because those moments are silent only and silence is very wonderful state; then I realized again that I am Silence only. Then I said to myself, " Shaheer, let the shaheer die completely dear; she is still alive, let her die, mallah (Dearest ). Now that Shaheer is on death-bed. There is no pain, because Shaheer feels that she is birthing. This birth brings everything in my being, and... My being is growing vast like sky but very aliveness... Emptiness but very energy... Nothingness but very healthy... Alonelyness but very blissful... Freeness but very rejoicefully.

Morning Bloom

A loving heart is the truest wisdom

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