The Devine Play

*note...this poem is not mine,but posted with the permission of the author,,his name is anurag saxena....kisses for him!
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"The Devine Play"
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Today,got to see a beautiful play,

A Drama by a divine in her ‘Maya ‘ way

Crowd of statues were standing on the stage

No emotions,no sensation with their spirits in the cage

But what the luck they had indeed

An energy became an angel for them in need

She landed on the stage and touched one of the statue

And for his wonder,gotta experience a life that's new

He was then able to touch and feel

Joyous so much to live life with zeal

He learned to smile,then he learned to share,

Without discrimination, he learned to care

Then the angel gave him a miraculous plant

And ask to water it daily without any, ” Can’t”

Proper care and nourishment as long as it’ll gain

Will prevent him to become the statue again

And also blessed him with full powers of her

Even with his touch now, realisaton could occur

He waters the plant daily and the real magic begins

Whatever he does in thoughtlessness he always wins.

And when the negativity pushes him back and not let him won,

He ask to the angel and see how things get done

He started giving the plants to each and every statue

And ask them to have this experience new

Some find it unreal and some are keen

For the conversion from Statue to the living being

Gradually, masses of seekers got into transformation

Blessed with this ultimate truth of self realization

Some saints took proper care of their subtle system plant

While some got into the words like ,"I really want but sometimes can't"

The Angel kept on saying to follow protocol

Time is short,do not again fall

If you serve your plant with care today,

Tommorrow it'll become a tree with the shadow on the way

Gradually saint's plant were seen growing into tree

The whole world was covering with this beautiful greenery

Then on stage ,the statues and the living being

came across a predefine transformation scene

The conversion of Kal yuga to Satya yuga took place

We were the witness of this changing phase

Heavy storm came ,and the chaos in the stage

The gale took away everything of this age

The statues with their dry plant disappeared suddenly

And the saints were taken care by their respective tree.

Remembering to thank the angel of that play

Who saved all the saints through her ‘Maya’ way"

Danny Cool

*note*...I love this song...
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My poems

*note*..my poems were written for certain persons..yet they are universal in meaning...please read them and ponder.
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Beyond beliefs
Sahaja yoga is just bliss
The inner joy,the one you miss
Sahaja yoga is above
The petty struggles..it's just love
It doesn't make you drink more beer
Your mind becomes so crispy clear
It is above the confrontation
It is about emancipation
It is your spirit shining though
Your heart,your eyes..your fingers too
It is with self a love affair
You breathe the joy ,not only air
You are a rainbow butterfly
You raise your wings..and go high..high..
You are alone and yet collective
Whatever you do..you're protected
You are reminded who you are
The God Almighty's sparkling star
My dear friend,the life is short
Don't let your soul become too old
Just feel the sunshine..it's not cold!!
Beyond beliefs..open your eyes
To inner kingdom's paradise!!!


Turkey on the wall
Turkeys,turkeys on the wall
Oh,I want to eat them all...
Stick my teeth inside their brain
Eating turkey makes me sane!
Like a good american
I want turkey on the bun
Turkey's not what it might seem..
It's my american dream!
love,danny..hahahaha~!!!!!
-The loving vampire-

Lights are off,it's time to go
Out the window I crawl slow
Wait till neighbors go to sleep
On the maidens then I creep
I'm the one they mostly fear
In their hearts they hold me dear
I'm the one they fear most
But for them I'm holy ghost
I'm the one whom they forsake
I want them to be awake
I'm the one they never speak
In their hearts for me they seek
Just for me the windows close
But I brake them with my nose
I'm the one they try to flee
Never knowing what I see
I'm the one they try to purge
But for me they feel the urge
I make inner fears burst
And for me they feel the thirst
So,as long I won't retire
I'm one happy,loved vampire!!!
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-The fly in the wind-

I'm just a fly in the wind
When I let my wings spring
I still remember ,and I sing
I'm butterfly in my true being.!!.

I love commas(they love me)
Nothing I could do,you see?
Try to find my true desire
Am I fly,or just vampire?

Maybe fly,or maybe butter
Maybe butter,maybe fly
Who's to ask,who's to say why?
Being with God is all that matter.!!.

I'm just a fly in the wind
But when I let my wings spring
I fly above,and then I sing
I'm butterfly in my true being..!!
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-You think you are free..then give me a kiss!!-

You think you are free,and that's why I'm happy
You think you can see,and that's why I'm creepy
Till day when you'll find me,I'll crawl and I'll hiss
You're free like a bird?...then give me a kiss...
You're free like a bird,the cage is your hope
I'm free as vampire,I sneak up your throat
You're free from yourself,and think you are great
My fangs in the darkness just see you as bait
The thoughts you have nurtured ,for me they are bliss
And know I'll be waiting for you in abyss
You think you are free,and that's why I'm happy
You think you can see,and that's why I'm creepy
Till day when you'll find me,I'll crawl and I'll hiss
You're free like a bird?..then give me a kiss...
The freedom you speak ..it's quiet up there
I smile in the mirror ..the men's not aware
My fingers are long,my patience eternal
I sing and I dance ...and you are still carnal
I rave and I crave I loathe and I eat
The power within as long you don't seek
My breakfast you are...my crumb on my cakes
I want you to think...you're free from mistakes.
And this is my power,the time I expand
And this is Drakula,and you are my friend
And that's why I love you,as free as you think
Your ass is all mine and your vein makes me sing!
You think you are free,and that's why I'm happy
You think you can see,and that's why I'm creepy
Till day when you'll find me,I'll crawl and I'll hiss
You're free as a bird?..then give me a kiss...

-Happy Dreams-

Dawn is near,shadow lives
White fangs shining in abyss

In the night the crawling beings
Are the ones you really miss..
Time has come to check your vein

Cas' this night is quite insane
By the windows,full of teeth
The vampires hide beneath...
Riga Kripto fought them all
As a mushroom with a soul
But vampires bit his ass
Wasn't poisonous I guess..
When you sleep,someone will bite
Don't get worried,tense or tight
When they creep,they won't be sane
Don't forget,relax the vein...
Happy dreams will be indeed
Bloody fangs just want to feed
And the creatures of the night
Never lose you from their sight..
Crawling,creeping,biting bliss
White fangs shining in abyss

When you wake up always check
The two punctures on your neck!!!
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-Imagine-

Imagine all like Danny
It's easy if you try
And we are all bloodsuckers
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living just like me..heee--heeehe
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
With all vampires rooming
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living just in bliss..heee-heehe
You might say I'm a yogi
But I'm not the only one
I hope one day you'll join me
And the world will be mine!!!!
Imagine no possessions
Don't try because you can't
No need for greed or hunger
Your money's mine to spend
Imagine all the people
Sharing the bliss for me...heee-heehe
You might say I'm a yogi
But I'm not the only one
I hope one day you'll join us
From us please don't you run...
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--Riga Kripto -

The forest's story I will tell
Apart from sun,where shadow rooms
About the lapone Enigel
And Kripto,the great king of mushrooms
Enigel,Enigel....very much the sun I fear
Come on,join me Enigel
In fresh sleep,sweet dreams are near..
Riga Kripto,...I'd be merry
The sweet dreams I really crave
But the shadow's really scary
Come to me ,the sunshine's great...
Emerged from shadows towards his love
Riga Kripto wished the best...
But the sun was bright above
Died at once ,in sunshine's nest..
The forest's story I have told
Apart from sun,where shadow rooms
Where Enigel's afraid of cold
And where once lived the king of mushrooms ..
*note* this is a direct translation from a famous romanian poem wrote by someone else,named ,,riga kripto,,..I tried my best to translate it in english,the meaning only,the actual poem is very long.
My name,kriptodanny actually was from this poem.I am not aware of anyone whom translated this in english as good as above.
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-The Power Within-

I am just the fire..but you are the furnace..
I am just the flame,but you are the candle..
And trust me,for others,I can be a manace..
But you are my soulmate..
And you are my goddess...
If I'd had the thought..or wish or desire....
Your body'd be mine...on water and fire...
Just wish I can die...this dream I am dreaming
Before I will do it..for this is my aiming..
For there are 3 levels on state of the being
The first is the ego,and that makes you sing?
The second..subconscious..the dude with the power
He's creeping on you..2 times every hour..
The third the unconscious...the place of the spirit
The one who controlls it,,the powers,.and share it...
So never forget the power within...
For you are a rainbow...the one beyond being...
So never search beyond my eyes..
Look!!..for your inner paradise!!!
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Beyond beliefs
Sahaja yoga is just bliss
The inner joy,the one you miss
Sahaja yoga is above
The petty struggles..it's just love
It doesn't make you drink more beer
Your mind becomes so crispy clear
It is above the confrontation
It is about emancipation
It is your spirit shining though
Your heart,your eyes..your fingers too
It is with self a love affair
You breathe the joy ,not only air
You are a rainbow butterfly
You raise your wings..and go high..high..
You are alone and yet collective
Whatever you do..you're protected
You are reminded who you are
The God Almighty's sparkling star
My dear friend,the life is short
Don't let your soul become too old
Just feel the sunshine..it's not cold!!
Beyond beliefs..open your eyes
To inner kingdom's paradise!!!

-SPIDERS on the LAKE-
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Life is like a box of chocolate
Never know what dreams will get
Till the sun appears set
There is something to forget..
Will you wake up from the dream?
Can the path be always lean?
Were you dreaming in the sun?
By the beats of romping drum..
You were child and you were dreaming
Dreaming that you were awake
And the thought is quite unsettling
Walking thru the sleeper's gate
Never thinking for a second
Who's asleep and who is late
Who's the spider in the lake
Who's the one you shall forsake
For the dreamer's dreams are fake
When the sunshine stops to shine
Then your darkness it's your sign
Black and white and blue and ice
Sleeping pill is paradise
For the spiders from the lake
Wait for you to be awake
If you're not,they'll talk to you
Black and white and icy blue
For the lake wants you awake
Not for you but for it's sake
There is nothing what it seems
Only sleepers live the dreams..

Sweet about me

*note*...this is a very interesting song from Gabriella...it makes sense only if you see the illusion.
Otherwise..you'll believe she is sweet...lol..one only projects the love,and the sweetness from ones self..be careful what you wish for,dear..
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Sweet about me
Nothing sweet
About me, yeah


If there's lessons
To be learned
I'd rather get
My jamming words
In first, so
When your playing
With desire
Don't come running
To my place
When it burns
Like fire, boy

Commitment

W.H. Murray on Commitment

... Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves, too.

All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favor all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way. I learned a deep respect for one of Goethe's couplets:

Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.
Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it!

From "The Scottish Himalaya Expedition of 1951."

Healing Challenge

*note* nice wisdom from Anthony de Mello..and my favorite american mystic,Vernon Howard
The link above is a pdf. file
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Healing Challenge
by Anthony de Mello
“Calamities can bring growth and Enlightenment,”
said the Master. And he explained it thus:
“Each day a bird would shelter in the withered
branches of a tree that stood in the middle of a vast
deserted plain. One day a whirlwind uprooted the
tree, forcing the poor bird to fly a hundred miles in
search of shelter — till it finally came to a forest of
fruit-laden trees.”And he concluded: “If the withered
tree had survived, nothing would have induced the
bird to give up its security and fly.”
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Always remember that you are trapped only by
your wrong thought toward a situation, never by the
situation itself. This does not mean that you necessarily
remain in an unwanted position; it means you
must first see your own faulty thinking toward it.
Unless this is done, you will merely leap from the
battered ship into the stormy sea.
An anxious attempt to destroy enemies must certainly
fail. Don’t try to destroy enemies, whoever or
whatever they are. Even if you succeed, you fail, for
they disappear only to be replaced by other adversaries,
as your experience has shown you. This forces
you into battle after battle until you are worn out.
The right way is to let enemies destroy themselves.
You start by seeing that enemies are not
external to you. No, your enemies are not cruel
people or frustrating conditions. It only appears so
because you do not as yet understand. But you can
start all over with a fresh mind. You can replace
THINKING with KNOWING.(Vernon Howard)

The Hungry Monk

*note* nice collection of interesting buddhist articles.I selected the funny story of the hungry monk...lol.. http://www.urbandharma.org/udnl3/nl072704.html
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The Hungry Monk

Once there was a monk who was an expert on the Diamond Sutra, and as books were very valuable in his day, he carried the only copy in his part of the world on his back. He was widely sought after for his readings and insight into the Diamond Sutra, and very successful at propounding its profundities to not only monks and masters but to the lay people as well. Thus the people of that region came to know of the Diamond Sutra, and as the monk was traveling on a mountain road, he came upon an old woman selling tea and cakes.

The hungry monk would have loved to refresh himself, but alas, he had no money. He told the old woman, "I have upon my back a treasure beyond knowing -- the Diamond Sutra. If you will give me some tea and cakes, I will tell you of this great treasure of knowledge."

The old woman knew something of the Diamond Sutra herself, and proposed her own bargain. She said, "Oh learned monk, if you will answer a simple question, I will give you tea and cakes." To this the monk readily agreed. The woman then said, "When you eat these cakes, are you eating with the mind of the past, the mind of the present or the mind of the future?"

No answer occurred to the monk, so he took the pack from his back and got out the text of the Diamond Sutra, hoping he could find the answer. As he studied and pondered, the day grew late and the old woman packed up her things to go home for the day.

"You are a foolish monk indeed," said the old woman as she left the hungry monk in his quandary. "You eat the tea and cakes with your mouth."