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Here another continued video of the series: Right Understanding – by Sant Kirpal Singh
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Houses of mirrors
No beginning, no end
In the journey of a circle
Glimpses of moments frozen
Snapshot of the time
Faces dragged along
Between unborn seconds
Fading, mutating life
Mirrored in itself
Perforated being dropping
Through infinity, empty eternity
Painting illusions, crazy dreams
In the core of senses
Questions open increasingly
Losing in echoed answers
In a circle of endlessness
A loop in the mind
Living fragments play
In the wind of change
Anchored in itself
Kaleidoscopic pulsation
Mirrors mirror mirrors
Live in themselves
Bridges of dimensions
To cross each other
Should we dare to see
What is behind
The mirror of the world?
DidiArtist, 16.03.2012
We are not the body
The body is like a shadow
Man runs after it
Blind of the light behind…
Indeed, we are more than flesh and bones…
DidiArtist, 19.10.2014
The root of all evil
The original sin is our mind….
DidiArtist, 07.12.2021
Power of discrimination
As long as we cannot distinguish
Between truth and untruth
Between good and evil
Between sense and nonsense
Between right and wrong
We are but the blossoms
In the garden of Maya, worldly delusions
As long as we put everything in one pot
Bad and good food
We are intoxicated
With our own desires and imaginations
We feast on the poison of the world
Declare it as food for the soul
Without knowing
Where it will take us
What consequences it may have
As long as we bind ourselves
To what we think is right
Without really testing it
Without knowing the outcome beforehand
We stumble through the desert
Succumbing to mirages
While the water of life
Overflows far from these places
As long as we cannot distinguish
Feed us on the dry desert sand
We remain thirsty
Keeping the desert sand for water
Take it as our food to live
But we have not learned it in any other way
Defending what we believe is right
Right understanding grows
In the power of discrimination…
DidiArtist, 26.04.2022
Through which glasses do we see the world?
If our glasses are pink
All we see is pink
If our glasses are smoke-coloured
The whole world appears as smoke
What kind of glasses we bear
Is a reflection of our condition…
Is a facet of decption, illusion
From the well: clouded gaze
However, if we do not wear glasses
We are beyond good and evil…
Let us rise
Above these worlds…
We are in this world
But not from this world…
DidiArtist, 05.03.2017
Market of the world
The world is spinning
Everything moves
Time passes
Breath flows
Spaces are dreams
Foam of the mind
Shadows on the wall
Burnt reality
Everything changes
Comes and goes
Like a sandstorm
Without a trace
In truth everything stands still
Has no movement
No time, no space
Is only illusion, a shallow dream
Where there is light
Is no darkness
Where there is darkness
Is no light
We breathe deception, maya
Lose ourselves in the shadows
Follow the lure of the world
Do not listen to the inner call
Sinking in the mud of desires
Removing ourselves from our Selves
In the rampage of our shortsightedness
Without stability and balance
We stand still by ourselves
The veil lifts
Carries us into the light
That waits for us…
DidiArtist, 15.08.2021
Path from inside
Everything outside is only a film
A dream of time and space
But true life
Hidden rests within
A universe of light and eternity
Awakening…
DidiArtist, 14.07.2021
What makes sense?
What is the meaning of truth
When there is no truth?
What is the meaning of wisdom
If wisdom does not exist?
What is the meaning of life
If it does not exist?
But all truth contains
Truth and untruth
But all wisdom
Rises from truth
But all sense comes about
Through sense and nonsense
So truth, wisdom, sense
Is a superior continuum
So untruth and nonsense
Is part of truth, sense of life
Thus chaos lies in order….
Searching for the sense
Cannot be counteracted with sense
Negative or positive…
DidiArtist, 08.07.2021
Plaything of the mighty ocean
We are the waves of past deeds and thoughts
Waves that meet the shore of time
Memories of today, yesterday and tomorrow
In a cosmic cycle…
DidiArtist, 25.06.2021
Birth of Maya
Time gives birth to space
Space to matter
Matter to movement
Permanent change
A cycle between zero
And infinity
From Nothing to All
From All to Nothing
From Being to Becoming
From Becoming to Being
Wandering Consciousness
Like cosmic waves
Rolling towards coming and going
DidiArtis, 23.05.2021
The world is like a mirror
We lose ourselves in it
Identifying ourselves with it
With this mirror image
Without knowing
That it is only a reflection
Of our own Self…
It is the shadow of the inner sun…
DidiArtist, 25.04.2021
Apparent
What we see
Is not what it seems…
DidiArtist, 28.02.2021
Illusive
We all are servants
Of a great illusion
DidiArtist 15.10.2015
Prison and freedom
Own road under construction
How can we be free
When we block ourselves
With roads under constructions
Yet covered by doubts
With rocks of laziness
Placed among unwillingness
Keeping us away
From our right way
In search for freedom
Bars around us
Barbed-wired borders
Prevent us to enter
Ways of light and truth
We sit in a prison
With our mind – self-created
Believe there is no other way
Remain in stolen hopes
We search for truth outwardly
Rely on illusive senses
In separation, divided objects
Open other doors of the jail
Stumble in those rooms
Declaring them as clean
Yet breathe imprisoned air
Dust taking seat in our thoughts
Living roads pave the path
Open inner doors, ways
Along sincerity, honesty
Hansa-bird – leaving the cage…
With love in its beak
Building the eternal nest
Change-proved devotion
Flight of etnerity
DidiArtist, 25.06.2018
Virtual reality
 
We observe and experience our world
As our own projection
DidiArtist, 12.01.2017
 
 
 
Light without words
We are not those ones
As it seems
Are shadows on the wall
In the big game
Of a shady illusion
Light without words
We are not the fire
That burns within us
Ignited by the soft wind
Carried by anger and greed
Ego that feeds on others
Are light without words
Are prisoners of the mind
Play ball of a moody power
Of highly flammable conditions
In the maelstrom of darkness
Are, however, beyond this world
Where no shadows are thrown
Are light without words
DidiArtist, 08.11.2020
Bound to the outer world
We think in forms
Are attached to the outside world
Concealed is the content
That lives inside
Which has no form…
DidiArtist, 03.11.2020
Beyond senses
Ego is the separation of Oneness
Is a life in duality
Shadow of eternity
Illusion, misguiding Maya
Ego is the doer of the shadow-world…
The only Doer is the Doer of the Ocean
The One of the great Oneness…
DidiArtist, 04.10.2020
Carousel of the time
Habits repeat
Day in, day out
Running in a circle
With man: as a hamster in the wheel
Circulations in microcosm
In macrocosm
Circular time
Rotating space
Summer and Winter
Spring and autumn
Return in the spiral
Of time and space
Everything turns, moves
Orbites the silence of being
Twists like DNA
Revives life
Flows back
As Divine Inhalation
No beginning, no end
Breath of eternity
Bent Spirit
Wave of coming and going
Rests within
Sustaining itself
The end drives the beginning
The beginning the end
The play of eternal repetitions
Divine Dream
Awakening in silence
Movements dissolved
Death and life overcome
Oneness flowing
Awakened from Maya, mind, illusion
Separated replicates…
DidiArtist, 09.12.2018
Dreaming life
We dream our life
In all facets
Spin the thread
Multi-dimensionally
Immerse in the depth
Dream we are awake
Stumble over Illusions
Grasping void
Take us by our hands
Dreaming life together
Virtual matrix
Fed and shadowy life
We enter spaces
Whole Universes
Lose us in echos
On the pulse of time
Separate our being
To taste unique life
Experience happiness
In endless wishes
Chained to attachments
We carry heavy loads
Fall victim to them
Deceptive promises
Deeply we sleep in this world
Not knowing we are sleeping
We dream our life
To be alive
Time to be awake
To leave own reflection
Shadow matrix
To live real life
DidiArtist, 08.08.2018
Path of truth
Truth may diviate very much
How to understand our world view
It triggered a shock in us
Would we really see the truth
As it is
At once our whole conception of the world
Would be upside down…
Therefore: development is necessary
“Seeing is believing!”
May we all advance
On the path of truth
DidiArtist, 30.03.2018
Creation: there and not there
The whole creation is like
A white sheet of paper
As long no lines are drawn
All dormant lines are within
All that we can imagine
And even not imagine
As long no forms are visible
Is this the imagination
Of All and nothing?
Is this something
Between reality and illusion?
Are all opposite values
A sheet of paper
Full of lines and forms?
Are we the lines and forms
Not seeing the white sheet of paper?
The unity and Oneness in all
All and nothing therein?
Are we God’s imagination
Projected on this paper
Called creation?
A living illusion
Within a labyrinth of endless worlds…
DidiArtist, 11.01.2020
Crack in time and space
Our world separates
Day from night
Good from evil
Love from hate
Big from small
Hot from cold
Poor from rich
Stupid from clever
Greed from generosity
Matter from spirit
Values from opposites
This crack
In our world
Is our duality
Is Maya in our mind
An outer appearance
Merged with our senses
Is illusion
Separating us
From the whole
From Oneness
DidiArtist, 07.05.2017
Creation: there and not there
The whole creation is like
A white sheet of paper
As long no lines are drawn
All dormant lines are within
All that we can imagine
And even not imagine
As long no forms are visible
Is this the imagination
Of All and nothing?
Is this something
Between reality and illusion?
Are all opposite values
A sheet of paper
Full of lines and forms?
Are we the lines and forms
Not seeing the white sheet of paper?
The unity and Oneness in all
All and nothing therein?
Are we God’s imagination
Projected on this paper
Called creation?
A living illusion
Within a labyrinth of endless worlds…
DidiArtist, 11.01.2020
Dream and Reality
We create our dream
And call it reality…
DidiArtist, 10.03.2019
Home
Can one feel the music of this word?
Is our home the place where we live?
Is it the village, the town?
The state we live in?
The planet we live on?
The solar system our residence?
The universe our home?
The dimensions and multiple universes?
Our true home is not in this world
It is our Father’s home
The soul is singing
Home, sweet home
Reflecting in the tears of eyes
Trembling within divine music
Vibrations like ripples
Sent out to touch home
From the market of this world
Yearning arises
With homesickness
Vibrating voices
Near and far
Penetrate the heart:
My children come home, come home
We are in this world
But not from this world…
DidiArtist, 28.05.2018
Happy or/and Sad
Is the purpose of life
To be happy or/and sad?
Or is it to be neutrally happy
Detached from the tentacles of the mind?
To detach us from I and mine
To surrender to Him and His?
To walk in the will of God
To become One with Him?
As long there is I and mine
We are separated from the Ocean of Oneness…
Then we only sit in the boat
Of happiness and sadness rotating…
The boat of I and mine…
DidiArtist, 25.06.2019
Missing foundation
All are forgiven – by Sahib Kabir
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