An alphabet, isolating itslef, can’t have meaning for it

Each seed is its path too.
As for the seeds
All the paths are there
In themselves.

External factors are only
To lit up the path in
To get them to be
With the whole
And thereby, let them see
Themselves as the path and truth
To make them thereby move on and on
In sprouting and growing way

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An alphabet, or a letter,
Isolating and alienating itself
From the word in which it is,
And thereby from
The sentence, the lesson
And the great book,
Can’t have and know
Meaning for it.

To get and give the meaning
One has to be part of the whole
Feeling in the wholeness.

You too are. You are the way, you are the truth.

I am the way,
I am the truth.

It doesn't or shouldn't mean
You are not.

You too are.

You are the way
And you are the truth.

Eveyone is.

And everyone is a messenger and prophet,
To himself at least,
And, to many others as possibility -

5+5 is ten.
2+8, 4+6 and 10+0 also is ten.
Without being influenced by 5+5.

Truth is so and such.
Different in tastes
And in constitituion.

But the same it is
From and for.

WHO SAID YOU TOO ARE NOT A PROPHET OR A MESSENGER?

The great magic and the great lesson of
Great wisdom

Seeds sprout and grow
Reading and hearing
The messages only from within.

The wisdom goes
For all seed being injected within
With all messages required to sprout and grow,
To lead and guide them,
To be big trees and die to be
Nothing-part of the big whole
Once again.

So, no one else for you,
But you are your messenger.

So, no one else for you,
But you are the prophet to you

To guide and lead you,
Provided you will read
From within.

All others are only
The external factors and signs
To enable you to look within
And read from within

To lead you thereby to sprout,
Breaking the shells
You had as a seed.

Without needing any prophet or a messenger
To come and guide you from without.

GOD IN THE NAME OF YOU, ME, EINSTEIN AND EDISON

I do, you do
And every one of us does.

With our feel and thought of
I do, you do
And every one of us does.

The feel and thought
Which really misleads.

Great lesson of great management
And great lesson of great wisdom

Doing and creating the whole,
And causing all to evolve
Through me, you and every one of us
Giving us this misleading feel and thought
That we do, we play, we cause and we create,
Even when he only
Does, plays, causes and creates.

Great management and wisdom
Of not needing to be seen and known
Himself as the doer and creator.

Great management and wisdom
Of not putting his name and picture
On any hanging board.

Great management and wisdom
Of making his name to be
The names of me, you and any of us
Or the names of
Einstines or Heisenberg or Edison.

Attaining oceanic experience with Oceanic God

I could say and claim
God is trapped and confined
In my cup

I could claim my cup is
The only possible biggest ocean,
Or biggest possible God.

I could deny God beyond my cup
Claiming that such a God
Beyond my cup never exists.

The result will be:

I will never have the chance
To see the real God.

The dot in me will not explode
To be the whole.

I will never have the chance
To be in any ocean
Or at any beach-side,
At least, of any ocean.

I will never widen and broaden myself
To attain and experience
The great oceanic experience
With and within the great oceanic God.

I would be just be another denier
Denying the depth and width
Of the great oceans. God.

Just simple a black dot.

There remained no other oceans or truths or entities

Initially,
To believe my cup is the biggest cup
Or the biggest ocean or truth or entity
There remained for me
No other oceans or truths or entities

If at all there were any other
Ocean or truth or entity
All those were there in my cup
As the drops in my full cup.

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All my life,
Exerting all my efforts,
With all great examples
And great many journeys,
I spent to establish this.

For sure, the real oceans
Would have wondered
To see and hear my arguments,
And to see me forget and deny them
For a very small cup in my hands.

And to see me considering
The one who approached me
With their picture and story
As a denier.

Explaining about the cup, they deny the oceans

Explaining about the well
I didn’t want to deny the oceans.

To say the cup in my hand
Is the biggest possible one,
I didn’t deny
The oceans and thier size.


To say I have
One cup with water in it
I didn’t want to say
No others can have
Any other cup
With water in it.


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True,
My cup has the water
That can quench my thirst
And the thirst of few others too,
At the maximum.


But that won’t mean:
No others can have similar cups
Which can quench their thirst
And no oceans are or will be there
As the bigger truths and entities
With abundance of water in it.

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The problem is
One may own one small cup
But lose the sight of big oceans.

One will have one candle lit up
To denyhim the sight of the Sun
And to make him deny the Sun.

Holy Water Down the Feet

Went all the ways….
To finally know
The water is there
Beneath my feet.

So, dug down the feet.

Had the water well of my own.

And a very simple understanding too

That
Any one can have
The well of his own,
Down his feet.

Going after the others
One looses chance of
Finding his own.


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True,
One may have to undergo
All the perils from all the walks
Through out his life, very long,
Sometimes with more and more of births
To know this simple truth
And to find this holy water
Down his feet.

But he has to find himself
For himself.

If no me, no him too….

If God is not because of me
And if I am just because of God,
Why should I describe and define him,
The indescribable almighty?

But, who said God is not because of me?

I am the pronounced
And he is the pronouncer.
So, he is just because of me
Like I am just because of him.

Pefecting each other.
Supplementing each other.

If no me, no him too….

Sleeping on God's belly!!!

Every one doubts as to:
'How can one be
Resting and sleeping
In, on and with God?'

I reasonably doubt:
'How can't one be
Resting and sleeping
In, on and with God?'

And 'how can one help
Except to rest and sleep
In, on and with God's belly?'

And my doubt is:
How can one know
That he is in the womb
While he is in the womb,
And he knows not
Of any other world?

Pronounced at the whims of the Pronouncer

The pronouncer and the pronounced.

Difference is
The pronounced is unreal,
Made to be temporarily real,
At the whims of the pronouncer.

The pronouncer made it happen
All in the world of pronounced,
Be it the Mercedes car or the Boeing aircraft,
Be it the satellites or the nuclear bombs.

The pronouncer, the real,
Will look like unreal
As he is never and will be never
In the digestion and comprehension
Of the pronounced
And of the world comprised of pronounced

The mission of any pronounced is
Of a wayfarer....
Just to visit and pass-by
As a stranger,
Keeping the novelty of
Both the viewer and the views (viewed)....

From the pronouncer it trickles
To the pronouncer it flows...
Giving in between
The meaning of the pronounced.

Viewer is the pronounced
And the views (viewed) also are the pronounced.

Both none other than
The whims of the pronouncer.
The pronouncer himself.

The purpose of purposelessness.

Anything done,
Feeling nothing else to do,
Is the creation.

The creation unnecessary, unwanted.

God created the whole
The same way.

With the purposeless purposes
Of purposelessness.

To escape purposelessly
From purposelessness.

Breaking the shell of purposelessness
God gives birth to more of purposeless creatures
Who, unknowing of all these behind stories,
Again go after and seek the purpose.


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The mood of engaging in something,
When nothing else to engage in
Is creativity.

The creativity of God even,
Behind the creation of the whole,
Is the same.

Purposeless creativity.

With the purposeless purpose of escaping
From the prison of purposelessness.

Breaking the unknown and unseen walls
Of prison of purposelessness
God gives birth to more of
Purposeless actions of creation.