A deep silenced vacuum
engulfs my dilapidated thoughts..
Sordid Ego sows the seeds of barrenness..
Sea of Life is turbulent..
Arena of life is intimidating..
Excuses are kept afresh and alive..
Journey and Destination become uncertain concepts..
Journey and Destination become conceited concepts..
the purest ray is contaminated in its own path
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the soul is a boat
that floats over the river of life
the serenity was stolen
and the stealing soul becomes less serene
the way the journey is all the same
and there the path decides the will
AHAM BRAHMASMI
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