Forever is composed of nows.
We are what our thoughts have made us; so take care of what you think. Words are secondary. Thoughts live, they travel far.
From the Indian poet Kumarmani Mahakul
Be wiser than other people if you can; but do not tell them so.
Between us now and here - Two thrown together Who are not wont to wear Life's most flush feather - Who see the scenes slide past, The daytimes dimming fast, Let there be truth at last, Even if despair. So thoroughly and long Have you now known me, So real in faith and strong Have... Continue Reading →
Kabir believed that True God is within the person who is on a path of righteousness, considered all creatures on earth as his own self, and passively detached from the affairs of the world. To know God, suggested Kabir, meditate with the mantra Rāma, Rāma.
A 1974 William Blake poem on the darker side of human psyche.
Author of Paper Wings.