Joy of silence in one’s corner of solitude....
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Piousness and the path of love
are two different roads.
Love is the fire that burns both belief
and non-belief.
Those who practice Love have neither
religion nor caste.
Those who practice religions or caste have neither
love nor peace...
If you can recite a thousand holy
verses from memory..
If you can read a million lines of
holy books..
What are you going to do
with your ego self, the true
mark of the heretic?
Every time your head touches
the ground in prayers,
Every time you close your eyes in prayers, remember,
this was to teach you to
put down that load of ego
which bars you from entering
the chamber of the Beloved.
To your mind feed understanding,
to your heart, tolerance and compassion.
The simpler your life, the more meaningful.
The less you are full of ego,
the more room you will have in it
to fill with the Beloved.
The best use of your tongue
is to repeat the Beloved’s Name in devotion.
The best prayers are those in
the solitude of the night.
The shortest way to the beloved
is through selfless service and
generosity to them.
If you do not give up the crowds
you won’t find your way to Oneness.
If you do not drop your self
you won’t find your true worth.
If you do not offer all you
have to the Beloved,
you will live this life free of that
pain which makes it worth living
Those with no sense of honor and dignity are best avoided.
Those who change colors constantly
are best forgotten.
The best way to be with those
bereft of the Beloved’s qualities,
is to forget them in the
joy of silence in one’s corner of solitude.
