You're not aware what you miss:)

Lead me from dreaming to waking. Lead me from opacity to clarity. Lead me from the complicated to the simple. Lead me from the obscure to the obvious. Lead me from intention to attention. Lead me from what I'm told I am to what I see I am. Lead me from confrontation to wide openness. Lead me to the place I never left, Where there is peace, and peace - The Upanishads

-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!!!.(-added by danny-)

*note* I wrote a poem for all the swamis in the world..

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-The mind-forms-

Well the Swami he runs a mind-form

He runs it in his illusion realms

He makes a few of his people happy, oh

He don't care about the rest at all

But maybe kripto pressure can make the Swami see

How everybody could live as one

When he enjoys and just has fun

Swami's projections..when they're done

His kripto shines again like sun

He is inside,and yet apart

His wisdom muscle's getting smart

One thing,yet many is the point

The universe's amazing bliss

You're not aware what you miss

When this and that..and all are joined

So.. Swami!!. listen without clothes

To kripto's most amazing words

As long you keep the mind-forms fire

You'll never know what might transpire

Inside of you there is a kripto

It is all love ,and sweet demise

Let's die..my Swami..and shall rise

In kripto's beauty paradise!!!

Never believe this is the end..

And happy birthday,my good friend!

Do not confuse manifestation

With the true one..that's illusion

Do not confuse my true desire

Not separated..but a fusion

My wisdom muscle in on fire

Can't you find your true desire?

For the mind-forms are just cluster..

So I wish..live long and prosper!!

-added by danny-

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Well the Swami he runs a mind-form
He runs it in his illusion realms


He makes a few of his people happy, oh
He don't care about the rest at all
But maybe kripto pressure can make the Swami see
How everybody could live as one
When he enjoys and just has fun
Swami's projections..when they're done
His kripto shines again like sun
He is inside,and yet apart
His wisdom muscle's getting smart
One thing,yet many is the point
The universe's amazing bliss
You're not aware what you miss
When this and that..and all are joined
So.. Swami!!. listen without clothes
To kripto's most amazing words
As long you keep the mind-forms fire
You'll never know what might transpire
Inside of you there is a kripto
It is all love ,and sweet demise
Let's die..my Swami..and shall rise
In kripto's beauty paradise!!!
Never believe this is the end..
And happy birthday,my good friend!
Do not confuse manifestation
With the true one..that's illusion
Do not confuse my true desire
Not separated..but a fusion
My wisdom muscle in on fire
Can't you find your true desire?
For the mind-forms are just cluster..
So I wish..live long and prosper!!
-added by danny-

To nourish the vital energy, keep watch in silence;

In order to subdue the mind, act with non-action.

Of movement and stillness, be aware of their origin;

There is no work to do, much less someone to seek.

The true and constant must respond to phenomena;

Responding to phenomena, you must be unconfused.

When unconfused, the nature will stabilize by itself;

When the nature stabilizes, energy returns by itself.

When energy returns, the elixir crystallizes by itself;

Within the pot, the trigrams of kǎn and lí are joined.

Yīn and yáng arise, alternating over and over again;

Every transformation comes like a clap of thunder.

White clouds form and come to assemble at the peak;

The sweet nectar sprinkles down Mount Sumeru.

Swallow for yourself this wine of immortality;

You wander so freely—who is able to know you?

Sit and listen to the tune played without strings;

Clearly understand the mechanism of creation.

It comes entirely from these twenty lines;

A true ladder going straight to Heaven.-Daoist text -

To us all towns are one, all men our kin. Life's good comes not from others' gift, nor ill. Man's pains and pains' relief are from within. Thus have we seen in visions of the wise !." - Tamil Poem-