Both fall into the pit

When two people lie,
they trust, have honour to each other,
are colleagues, so to speak,
are quick to agree.

Both trample the truth underfoot,
take pleasure in twisting the truth,
that makes them so unpredictable.

But they are also like two blind men,
in the end they both fall into the pit.

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Intelligent Being

No one and nothing is without meaning;
everything is as it is,
no more, no less,
Everything has meaning.

Creation is a stormy sea
and yet a sea of calm;
no creature too much, none too less,
everything in eternal balance.

Souls wander through creation,
kaleidoscope-like, constantly changing,
without jeopardising the balance
as motionless movement,
flowing being in All-Being,
waves without surges.

Nonsense is part of meaning;
death belongs to life,
chaos to the order of things,
because everything is Life and Being.

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Understand Suffering

The more we suffer,
the more we fight against it,
swim against the current,
the more we slip
into the swamp of depression,
because we are not in control
over our self-created suffering
that hits us like an arrow
from the past
as an echo of past thoughts,
words and deeds.

The more we move in the swamp
the deeper we sink
in the mud and mire of life.

So let’s keep a calm attitude,
accept pain and suffering
with the knowledge:
As it echoes out
it echoes in.

Slowly we will realise
that everything has its price,
is a matter of cause and effect,
action and reaction.

When we are no longer the doer
no longer identify ourselves
for good and bad deeds
words and thoughts,
who then is the doer?

Then everything happens according to His Will,
the One in All and All in One,
no longer our mind and ego stands in-between.

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Thoughts create worlds

We create our world,
the way we think.
Thoughts precede reality,
direct and guide us,
imaginations as the seed of our being;
because the way we think,
so we become and everything
what is around us:
Blossoming realities, forms of existence
from the germ of thoughts.

We are what we think,
the world – a building of thoughts
an illusionary holography.

But our true home,
our true being,
is a reality
without thoughts,
an Everything in Nothingness,
a Nothing in Everything,
just a thoughtless being.

Caressing divine light,
eternal silence,
a sphere of divine music
for the inner Eye and Ear.

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Cosmic Breath

From one unity unfolded into multiplicity,
from multiplicity back into oneness,
a cosmic breath: creation.

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