With all fears dissolved in the peace of the Self and all desire dedicated to Brahmn, controlling the mind and fixing it on Me (God), sit in meditation with Me as your only goal.
It is a man’s own mind, not his enemy or foe that lures him to evil ways.
No mind, no form, I only exist; Now ceased all will and thought. The final end of the Nature’s dance; I am it whom I have sought. A realm of bliss bare, ultimate, beyond both knower and known. A rest immense I enjoy at last; I face the one alone. I have crossed the secret ways of life; I have become the Goal. The Truth immutable is revealed; I am the way, the God-Soul. My spirit aware of all the heights, I am mute in the core of the Sun. I barter nothing with time and deeds; my cosmic play is done.
Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that you may prove what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.
A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
