Through the Gnossiene, as the Miracle

What am I sure of after the idols of books have been burned and all of the worshiped gurus are gone? Have I ever put my trust in a whirl that is dead? What can I always turn to when I am standing with nothing outside of myself to rely on? I have been there …

Ineffable

Ineffable beauty of the Soul always is Opening of my Heart reveals enough  Under the stand of no wheel after we exit-us

The Light of Pain

The moments, they are full of Grace and every one feels love-like it or not For, we are born of spirit and in spirit, we live on And when the time comes to choose, ripe is the time to make a sacrifice Embrace the pain that comes and goes; embrace its light Clear the table …

We will Exit-Us (The Wheel)

I must move through this whirl until the moment comes and love all, exclude none I have given my blood and vow to what’s invisible to the human eye; I have given and gotten saliva My India, She connects to my spinning black Sun, green ray of her ease It streams down my face when …

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