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I would remain lost in great amazement whenever I carefully peered at any part of the world. Besieged with this sense of nothingness, I apprehended neither myself nor this vast expansion. Lost in unawareness and burning suffocation, I turned into a sacrifice in the grip of helplessness, despair, and tormenting hopelessness.  Why?  The taper of cognition had not yet become amenable to illumination owing to the absence of the deep feelings of the state of pain which would arrest my breaths and impair my existence. The caravans of recollections grew eager to hear their own footfalls, as well as the footfalls of this existence which are passing through the moments of today. For in the track of its every path there zooms the journey from the root to the consciousness; in its every breath sways the intoxication from matter to the consciousness divine. In its life breaths flow—the juice of words as well as of the peace of silence.  In the va...

Lo! The leaves falling from the trees are repeating my life.  It seems to me that they,  also,  deliverance from their life’s desire to enjoy the zest of infinity  in the open sky.  As the leaves are frisking about on the roadside,  they seem to be symbolizing my own freedom.  I feel the leaves boredom by the happiness  and  protection retained from the tre es which constitute their world,  and  by taking the yoke of servitude off their necks have chosen  the path of struggle for a free life. Today the leaves also have realized  that compared to the facilities provided by life of servitude,  the lack of protection in a free,  independent life is far better.   Today the leaves also bedecking themselves like me  in grey-garments are enjoying the zest of life.  The life of the leaves and my life are waving together  in a beautiful companionship. ...

By this Life Shaheer met You to ALL... By this Feeling Shaheer touched You to ALL... By this Love Shaheer hug You to ALL... By this nature Shaheer Loved You to ALL... From far beyond my being, I hear Shaheer-' Bhaag baano' From moment beyond the centuries, I feel Shaheer. From life before the Life, I know Shaheer. From Shaheer before the Shaheer, I am Shaheer.

Creation begins with the activity of consciousnes I gave up my all desire  because I had received from life all that I had to receive. Then every spec became for me a thought  or some time feeling,  and my every step became  pilgrimage .  Inspired by life I love to the nature.  If there is anything in my gait, it is the harmony.  I have found melody in  every word,  a rhythm in every thought,  harmony in every feeling;  and  one day I found myself as a music  and  my living is the romancing song

In this way faith in God does not follow  from purely logical arguments;  it springs from the direct experience of order,  harmony, and  beauty in nature  I always Love death,  the death I passed through and became Life.  It was the death of Thought, not of me.  The relationship died,  not me.  Duality died,  not me.  Duality died,  and  non-duality was born.  Time died,  and  I met the eternal... Love is free, no rules just lots of caring for one another.  There are no rules in love,  it doesn't matter who you fall in love  with because no one can know for sure who they will end up with.  There is no pride in love,  no I'm right she's wrong or she's right  and  I'm wrong,  when there's a problem talk about it,  fix it with a cool calm head.  Love alleviates all the problems in the day,  just listen to eac...