THE MASTERY
OF YOUR ATTENTION WILL COME
WHEN YOU WILL START SEEING the truth..
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 
*note* sometimes when I get bored,I transform into a mighty kripto tree..just to watch over the grasshoppers from heaven whom room into the woods,thinking nobody is watching their asses from heaven...
This is a mahayogi power,don't try it at home..is the power to project many bodies...even a marvelous tree body...the truth is I can be even the fly on your wall.
Here is how I appear in the forest..to guide you in the realm of bliss of Nirvana..but first I must scare you a bit....Am I great or what?..I sense your love already..kisses:)
So..when you room around in the forests to meditate..never forget my one almighty eyeball watching you from behind..and I never blink..I see everything..trust the mahayogi!
And if you go into the woods..leave some cheese sandwich for the hungry Kripto tree...he'll grab it right away...otherwise he'll eat only rocks till you develop some 12 inch wisdom muscles..
And that rock was ONLY my breakfast!..
Ponder..grasshoppers from heaven..
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 heaven and earth are joined.
Yin 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-
