Every man feels instinctively that all the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.
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.
Life is a maths equation. In order to gain the most, you have to know how to convert negatives into positives.
I’ll wear two swords, a sword of shakti (power) and a sword of bhakti (meditation).
