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Saccidānanda

Tue, 18 Aug 2026 00:00:00 +0000

I am of the nature of consciousness.
I am made of consciousness and bliss.
I am nondual, pure in form, absolute knowledge, absolute love.
I am changeless, devoid of desire or anger, I am detached.
I am One Essence, unlimitedness, utter consciousness.
I am boundless Bliss, existence and transcendent Bliss.
I am the Atman, that revels in itself.
I am the Sacchidananda that is eternal, enlightened and pure.

Beatitudes

Mon, 17 Aug 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Blessed are they who give
without expecting even thanks in return,
for they shall be abundantly rewarded.

Blessed are they who translate
every good thing they know into action,
for ever higher truths shall be revealed unto them.

Blessed are they who do God’s will
without asking to see results,
for great shall be their recompense.

Distant Shots

Sun, 16 Aug 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Once we understand that the integrity of our personal existences are completely dependent upon the integrity of everything else in our world, we have truly understood the meaning of unconditional love
For love is extensionality, and seeing everything as you and you as everything can have no conditionalities
For, in fact, we are all everything at once

That broken-hearted search to know and be who you are

Sun, 16 Aug 2026 00:00:00 +0000

That broken-hearted search to know and be who you are.
Finding it, losing it, being wrong about it, being right about it but failing anyway, loving it for the wrong reasons, hating it for what it puts you through, hating yourself for hating what you fought so hard for.
And in the process, not being, not becoming, but making yourself into what you already are inside, not because you cannot be anything else - but because not being what you are is too painful to survive, no matter how much getting there hurts.

In Memoriam Section LVI

Sun, 16 Aug 2026 00:00:00 +0000

“So careful of the type?” but no.
From scarped cliff and quarried stone
She cries, “A thousand types are gone:
I care for nothing, all shall go.

“Thou makest thine appeal to me:
I bring to life, I bring to death:
The spirit does but mean the breath:
I know no more.” And he, shall he,

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