Index

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Beloved Mewe
My Ego?.................................................................... 45
Only I Can Love You................................................ 52
Entertainment or Enlightenment......................... 54
Give me the Coat...................................................... 56
I am the Living worshpiper.................................... 58
What is the Cause?...................................................61
The Mind and the Heart..........................................64
Who Loves Me?..........................................................66
What is an Enemy?....................................................68

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 Beloved mewe,

This is another game.. yes.. for the same aim.. we

are changing the cup for the wake up… a sip of
wine.. oh.. I am drunk already.. a sip of a sacred
wine…

Let us sip and ship.. where to?

Let us go… where to?
To a new place.. a place where there is nobody…
Do you know the story of the nobody?...

A man met the king… an ordinary poor man… and

he told him… "don't look at my external look...
not at my appearance.. but at me and listen to
me… I am greater than any king…"
"Only God is greater than the king." Said the
King…
"I am greater than God…" Said the poor man..
"I am the nobody…" Said the nobody…

The silence… the stillness… was touched in the

heart of the king and followed the fakir… the
Darwish.. the living nobody…

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Where did they live? In the grave yards.. in this
grace… king Akbar lived… Here no name… no
title.. no work… here you let go and you let God
to be in our being…
Let us let go…
Let go of what…?
Right now?
Why have fear of the future?
Let us face our fear… what is the future?

We are always thinking in terms of future… how

can I shop this hop?... why do go there? Why I
don't live here?
Is this the way of the mind? Yes! That is the way
of the mind to live... to prolong... to get
nourished.
The future is the food of the mind…
The moment I become decisive about the
present, the mind has started dying... it is the
beginning of the end.. The end of the mind and
the end of the mind is … what? Is the beginning
of my real… existence...my real life... my real
now-here.. Let me share with you my now-here…

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I have all what I need a greed and desire... I
breathe… I eat... I walk… I hear... I have no
debts... I have my daily bread and breath... I
have the book I love..
A great master in my life.. and the toys I enjoy..
as pens and papers… What else do I need…?
And a TV Show where I can share my day and a
web and a center for planting peace… Oh... how
rich I am... who I am makes a difference…

My body is 74 years up not old and since 50

years I don't know what a pill or a doctor… I
face some pains with fasting and eating heal
meals and empower my faith and my trust in
life…
I have very few friends… soul friends and no
family and no soul life… my home is the poorest
and the nicest... nothing to steel but to read and
water the plants… thank you God for such a
grace and it is my choice… Let us live our
choices... so why fear of the future?

Yes the mind plays the games and who winds??

Who is the master?? Past and future are one
coin... one icon... tow aspects of the same
problem... the past creates the future..

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How is your now? Happy? So you want to live it
after now... how is your now? Sad? You carry it
on… Let go of any now and live a new now... new
you and new wow no matter how it is… it does not
mind... go beyond..
Do not repeat the memory... my yesterday is
deciding my tomorrow... is this my history? Is
this my misery? History is the theory of man...
his theory... why project the history? Why live in
a wheel? Where is my will? Am I a parrot? Why
repetition? Repetition creates a mechanical life…
it reduces you to a robot… The future has not to
be thought about… it has not yet come.. we can
only wail… we cannot project, we cannot demand..
we cannot ask how it should be… we can only wail..
We can be expectant... but without any
expectations..

Barbara is a bout to undergo a minor operation..

she has been prepared and wheeled along the
corridor to the doors of the operating room,
where the nurse leaves her to check if the
surgery staff are ready….

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The nurse has just left, when a young man in a
white coat comes and up to the trolley... lifting
the sheet, he begins to examine her naked body
very carefully... then he nods reflectively and
walks away.
Then second man in a white coat comes along,
lefts the sheet and examines her too.. but when
the third man also dressed in white and does the
same, Barbara becomes un-patient..
"It is all very well examining me, but when are
they going to start the operation?" she said.
"I have no idea" replied the man. "We are just
painting the corridor."

Keep waiting for the doctor.. She enjoyed the

new touch but not the repetition… where is the
new moment? The new feeling? The now-here!!!
That is how we go in the circle. If we like it we
want it again and again and if not we carry it's
sadness. Let us be watchful… "Whatsoever is
going to happen. I am going to be alert and aware
and alive it in it's totality."
That makes me a free being… this is what love is
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free from the past and the future becomes very
simple and spontaneous..

A childlike innocence..
&
A grown up wisdom

So this moment will be tremendously intense and

total, because this is the only time so your whole
energy pours into it..
Now-here or nowhere else...

When I have a long past, my energy is spread all

over it... any projected by the past is a long
future.. my energy is spread all over it... no more
energy is left to live this moment..
This at-one-ment with God… so let go of the past
and the future and nurture yourself in this now…
What a beautiful breath!!! What a stillness
music!!! We are so blessed... count few of your
blessings…

It is far better to live a single moment of

totality than to live for a thousands of years
dragging, pretending, just hoping that something
will turn up tomorrow.. but tomorrow never
comes.. only now-here… Now is the only present

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and now is the only meeting with God… his timing
is Godly not earthly..

now is the only time to share our joy.. to be who

we are.. to let go of our greed and be giving and
enjoying our togetherness.
The angel of death finds Cohen and delivers him
to heaven.. saint Peter looking at his files, asked
him "Cohen, have you done any good in the
world?"..
"Well, one time I gave a dollar to a poor man."
"I see, anything else Mr. Cohen?"
"Yes. Once I gave fifty cents to a blind man."
"Were there any other virtuous acts in your
life?"
"No, that is all."
"Okay" says St. Peter, turning to the angel "Give
this guy his dollar fifty back and tell him to go to
hell.."

Let us let go.. but to where?? Let go of what??

Let go of any thing that dies… let us be in the
eternal timing… In Arabic and in Sanskrit we
have the same word for both time and death..
this is a great insight… Our earthly time is

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death.. the Godly time is beyond time… is
Samad… is Abad… infinity.. it is an experience
beyond time… To live in time means to live in
death… the moment time disappears, death
disappears and eternity appears.. We are never
born and never die.. we are crossing a bridge to
another bridge.. a pilgrimage..

Just be still… be in silence and no thoughts in

your mind.. time is no more.. place is no more.. no
near and no far.. in one moment you are with
existence..
At-one-ment
We live in the world of timeless..
The eternal world
The world of the absolute..

Jesus is asked by a seeker.. what will be the

most significant thing in your kingdom of God?
And answer is amazing… Jesus says: There shall
be no time.. there will be no past, no future,
there will be only the present…

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And the same is in the Qoran and in the wisdom
of Mohammed and many others… The present is
not in time.. it belongs to eternity.. to madad… in
Arabic.. the beyond, the transcendental… Now in
part of eternity…
If we live in earthly ordinary time.. death is
happening.. the moment a child is born he starts
dying.. It takes seventy or more years to die but
he is dead any way.. a slow death.. he had been
dying and today the process is complete…

So what is your time?

What does it mean to you?
If we meditate, we will leave the mind time
behind.. the mind is the source of time and
death… Though meditation, through watching the
mind.. we can leave death behind…

I am not the body…

I am not the mind..
Then who am I?
Eliminate all the non-essential… all that dies..
what is left?.. you are right… Life is the only
living so why war? Why killing? If we cannot give
life to people what right we have to take their
life?

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Life is the only joy and the only joke. If you are
happy you don't go to war.. you don't hurt
others.. you share yourself.. you let go..

Sara is fed up with her husband that she is

almost suicidal. The next day she gets a letter
says…
Hello there! This letter was started by a woman
like yourself, in the hope of bringing relief to
unhappy wives.. Unlike most chain letters, this
one does not cost anything… just send a copy of
this letter to five of your friends who are
equally fed up….
Then bundle up you husband and send him to the
woman at the top of the first woman and add
your name to the bottom of the list.. When your
name comes to the top of the list, you will get
16.500 men….
And some of them are bound to be a hell of a lot
better than the idiot you already have… Do not
break the chain.. have faith! One woman broke
the chain and got her own son-of-a-bitch back…

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At the date of writing this letter, another friend
of mine received 183 men.. they buried her
yesterday.. but it took 3 undertakers and 36
hours to get the smile of her face…

Yes you are right… let go and let the joke and
the joy and the laughter…
Laughter is the best medicine
And
The door to the divine…
A fool
I am one of the fools.. join the club and share
your jokes..
The secret of the joke is… you can laugh only the
first time because the whole art, the secret of a
joke is the unexpected ending.. that is the whole
secret… The unexpected turn…

The joke first moves in a certain line, and then

takes such an unexpected turn that logically you
are shocked for a moment…
You were moving along the joke expecting certain
things to happen, and the what happens is not

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the logical thing… Something illogical happens…
and this what makes you laugh…
Logic is not fun.. it is serious.. let go the logic
mind.. be a child.. go mad and fool and let the
energy explode into laughter…
It is a certain tension and the jokes releases it..

Life is a joke.. a new joke.. a new laughter… the

river is rivering not a repetition… this is the
punch-line of the laughter… this is the trick… a
new joke… a shake of no expectation… a moment
of awakening.. Sometimes a joke can wake you up
more easily than a serious verse because
listening to a serious lecture you fall deeper into
sleep… it is so serious that you can't be
awakened by it…

Every king had a jester.. a joker.. we need a light

joke… you don't want to miss it.. you listen to it
attentively… Be aware of mean and wicked
jokes… and what the master does in between
light jokes… yes! Goes on dropping a few
dangerous things into the head and heart... Just
small bombs, between the jokes!! This is the
secret of the laughter…

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Look at the churches, mosques and temples.. who
goes there? Why? Why only old people.. dead and
rotten… where are the young people? Why into
night clubs and drugs?

This is why I go to centers where the master has

jokes and verses… opens the head and the heart..
heals the whole holy being.. this is the sacred
contract… this is how you like in kingdom of God…
Let go of your long face and be a childlike… an
innocent being who dance and laugh and listens to
the wisdoms of the sands and wisdom of the
sages… Let us live back our childhood… no hoods
on our heads any more.. let us tell jokes and live
it's wisdom.. life is our only dome… our only
home.. each cell of our body laughs and each
fiber of our being pulsates with joy.. and it
brings a great relaxation…

Laughter is one of the best activity.. singing,

dancing are also of the quickest…. The most

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natural and spontaneous phenomena.. it is free
kiss… keep in smiling sweet heart…
Yes... let us go.. where toooooo?

Miss Feelgood goes to see doctor Bones for an

examination..
Get undressed says Bones..
Please doctor turn out the lights.
Come on now, I am a doctor miss Feelgood.. and
he turns out the lights.. and she says…
Doctor, where shall I put my clothes?
Over here, says Bones, on top of mine…

Salvador goes to see his doctor because his wife

keeps on having children… doctor Fig gives him a
condom and tells him to follow the instructions
and his wife will have no more children…
A month later, Salvador is back.. My wife is
pregnant again…
Did you follow the instructions like I said? Sure,
doc… it says stretch it over the organ before the
intercourse, well we have got no organ, so I
stretched it over my violin.

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This is the violation of all the repression that
cause by the ignorance of the priests and the
politicians and all of us…
We are victims of victims.. be a victor.. be a
rebel… be a jewel… be yourself… and enjoy your
organ and your violin.. sex and songs and salute to
all of us who are saving our joy and laughter…

Yes my friends… laughter is a grace…

What happens when you laugh totally? The
laughter disappears in the total laugh… when you
disappear.. God appears.. no ego.. no doer.. and
the laughter is going on.. it is a great witnessing
a great awareness… like a cloud of light
surrounds you… you are no more the doer.. no
more the dancer.. no more the singer or the
reader or the writer… it is happening on it's
own…
God has taken possession of you
Oh thou..
Iyyak.. in Arabic

It means.. I am no more.. you are the only life

and light and love and laughter.. I am only a
vehicle…a hollow flute… A total laughter is not
hysterical.. it is historical… When you really
laugh.. for those few moments you are in deep

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meditative state… thinking stops… it is
impossible to laugh and think at the same time…
they are diametrically opposites.. either you can
laugh or you can think…

If you really laugh, thinking stops.. If you are

still thinking, laughter will be just so-so.. lagging
behind.. it will be a crippled laughter.. We are
the only creature who laughs.. it is the highest
peak of growth… what a grace!!

Laugh your way to God.. not pray your way to

God.. if you laugh you love and you live and you
relax… Total surrender to existence…
Laugh and the whole world laughs with you..
Weep and you weep alone.. and you sleep alone
and you snore alone…

"Baby, which do you prefer?" whispers Funk to

his girlfriend Claudia "beautiful men or
intelligent men?"
"Neither, darling" say Moneymia "you know I love
only you"

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Hamish goes fishing and at the end of a long day
he catches a tiny fish, not even big enough for
one mouthful… Hamish is just about to kill the
fish when it speaks to him.
Hamish! I am a magical fish and if you save my
life I will give three wished…
"That is great dear fish"
But, continues the fish, "Because you are such a
mean man, remember, everything you ask for,
your town people will get the double.."
"Okay" agrees Hamish.. "I would like to have a
fortune in gold."
Done! Gurgles the fish and so all your town
people get the double..
And continues Hamish.. "I would like a dozen
beautiful women for my pleasure…
Agreed, gurgles the fish and two dozens for
every man in the town..
"Okay" says Hamish grinning… and my last wish is
for you to painlessly remove one of my balls?"…

So let us let go of our brains.. we don't use it any

way…

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Laughter is an energy that cleans and clears our
center and our circumference.. from inside out
ripples start spreading.. just as we through a
rock into a silent lake and ripples arise and they
start moving towards the source, in the same way
real laughter arise from our inner core and
moves towards our body.. just like an
earthquake…

Each single cell of our body, each fiber dances in

tune with bodymind and being and existence..
Life is full of laughter, full of ridiculousness…
Full of absurdities.. but if we are serious we will
miss it all.. if we miss it all we miss joy..
happiness and like.. I said .. hapenis … not a
penis…

Let go.. and let God… the Godliness in up or in us?

Let us wake up and be who I am… let us go of all
our "ifs" and "buts" never get hooked by this
trap… make life simple.. live simply so that
everybody can simply live... why so much
complications?

Ifs and buts… creates great complexity.. why?

Because we create our life through thinking.. if

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you say "If", then there will be an "ill".. We are
projecting hesitations.. we are creating our own
world by thinking about it continuously.. Just
now.. what am I feeling? Stop writing.. stop
reading.. face your feeling..
Fear?.. anger?.. lost? Whatever it is face it…
face it with awareness.. with why? And be still
and feel the answer.. you know the why… you are
a yes and a no and a stillness…

Be still and know that

I am God

Let go of fear and guilt and ignorance. Let go of

all the history of misery and be the mystery of
Now-here

Be here and hear your silence… the silence of the

grace.. not the silence of the grave… be brave
and save your life
Now-here or nowhere else…
Now is the time to be born again.. be free and
fly…

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Ah… how can I be free?
By knowing that I am in cage.. open the door and
fly… so simple.. know yourself now.. where I am…
I am free even in the cage.. I still sing and fly… I
am not free even in the cage.. even in this big
palace.. it is a prison and all what I do is to
please my boss.. or my mind.. or my lust and I am
lost…

List my heart!! Open the door of the cage and

set the bird free.. if it comes back.. he loves.. if
she does not come back, even in the cage it does
not come to you… and does not love you and does
not sing for you.. So is the nature.. so is your
friend and husband and wife and every other.. no
one loves me unless I love myself.. then.. Love
the other as yourself.. the other is my mirror…
whatever I see is mewe.. this is the freedom,
this is the love.. God is not love..
Love is God…

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This is the freedom that lives in our inner dome…
this is the home that we lost and we have houses
and building and palaces and towers and so much
high rise floooooors but no flowers…
Where are we going? Where I am now? Not my
body but my being? The body is a cup but where
is the water rivering?
Am I free to live my freedom? Do I know what is
freedom?

Let us listen to our innermost core… what is

freedom?
Do I need the other? Do I need you because I
love you or do I love you because I need you?
Unless I know myself I remain in need of the
other.. and when I am with the other I want to
be alone… what is this paradox??Life is a
paradox…
When you are alone you feel lonely.. bored.. oh I
need the other.. as if I am only half.. where is my
other half? So called a lover or a husband.. so I
go to the other and soon a new problem arises..
why? Because the other gives me pain.. takes my
space.. making conditions.. starts demanding and
nagging.. oh.. he starts destroying my freedom…
it hurts a lot.. let go…

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What happens after the honey moon.. is it a moon
or a moment?
Yes it is not a moon but a crescent.. and then
more intelligent you are.. the shorter the honey
crescent.. the other is destroying your freedom…
And suddenly you become aware that you need
your freedom and you decide never to bother
with the other.. and what we do?

A lady walked up to the policeman and said:

"officer, that man on the corner is annoying my.."
"I had been watching up the whole time, and that
man on the corner was not even looking at you"
said the officer..
"Well… is… is not that annoying?" said the
women…

Being alone is annoying and also being with the

other too…
We decide never to bother with the other.. but
again and again we feel same pain.. I am alone but
something is missing.. why?
Because my aloneness is not true aloneness.. it is
loneliness.. it is a negative state… I am free.. I
am alone but love is not in me and neither the

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freedom… I am looking for any touch from
outside… any feeling from the other…

Dr. Bebos is doing his monthly turn at the infant

clinic. A woman with a baby is next in line.. he
examines the baby and then asks the woman… is
he breast fed or bottle fed?
Breast fed doctor..
"Strip down to the waist" orders the doctor.. she
does and he examined her.. he presses each
breast, increasing and decreasing pressures.. he
squeezes and pulls each nipple.. suddenly he
remarks: "No wonder this baby is so thin, you
don't have any milk."
"Naturally doctor, I am his aunt, but I am glad I
came." She said…

The baby needs the touch… go to any monastery

and look at the faces of the monks and the nuns,
their life is ugly and stinks and no fragrance and
no light.. no dance, no joy and no song.. their
energies are stuck, they are no longer flowing…
for the flow the other is needed, without the
other there in no flow…

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The majority of humanity are slaves and we use
each others as a commodity and of course we
hate slavery and we resist it and we fight for it…

The real light is deep down.. we are asking for

freedom.. we cannot say it clearly because we are
all victims of such ignorance… our freedom is
destroyed… Adam is the boss and Eve is living
the cross… but what is inside?

Old Daizy Smith dies and shows up at the pearly

gates.. she is let in by Saint Peter who told her:
"You can just settle down anywhere you want."
"Well, I would like to be with my husband who
has been dead for many years." She said
"Okay, what is his name?"
"John Smith"
"We have hundreds of such names.. is there
anything about him that would set him apart?"
Daizy thinks for a while and then says "yes,
there is.. he told me before he died that is I was
ever unfaithful to him, he would turn in his
grave."

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"A-Ha" says Peter "I know him… he is the one we
call Whirling Smith…"

In spite of all the loves and the lies we need the

other… can we fly with one wing? Love and
freedom are needed.. love is the food for the
soul and also freedom is needed for the soul…
and we have not accepted this fact yet.. the two
wings are in love with each others, no antagonism
between them.. this is the seed of the new
humanity give the person total love and freedom..
do not sell your wings… whatever the society has
done has to be undone… then you will be able to
see the beauty of love and freedom together…
They are two aspects of the same icon.. men and
God are coin…

When there is freedom, love responds

tremendously.. Love is God.. love comes rushing
towards you… freedom is the foundation of life
and freedom is the ultimate goal too… freedom is
the source and the goal… use freedom to become
freedom itself… freedom from the self.. no
mind… no me, only freedom is me.. it is a paradox

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of life… I am the dance not the dancer… so
freedom is God..

Anything makes us a slave is not true religion and

it has nothing to do with God… The moment you
know "I am neither the body nor the mind".. you
have become free.. once you live your love and
your freedom, you are in the kingdom of God…

Unless we live our freedom we don't know who

we are… we don't love the other as myself.. we
don't do goods.. no freedom.. no love and no life…

Freedom is the courage to be yourself in spite of

all the religions.. the only key to our freedom is
Meditation.. be and let go and let the joke … you
were moving along the joke expecting certain
things to happen , and then what happens is not
….

Then you can discover yourself… meditation is

the only key to our kingdom… do not ask "how
to?".. now you are in it.. just be aware of this
moment.. am I happy? Yes! This is it.. no? watch
why… face your fear.. face your original face
your fear… take off your masks… peal and heal all

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your wounds just by accepting yourself as you
are now…

Now I am upset and angry and sad because of so

and so… if now death came do I need to take my
feelings with me? No.. so why holding to such
junk…
Let go……

And be grateful to this slipping… let all my pain

go now and no pain no gain… but I face it and
evoke it…

Barbara Bigbag has been to the market and is

walking home carrying a duck…
A drunk comes staggering along in the other
direction, stops and sayd: "Hey, what are you
doing with that pit?"
Barbara looks at him coldly and replies.. "this is
not a pig.. it is a duck!"
"I know" says the drunk, " I was talking to the
duck"

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Let us keep talking to our inner lock and luck… let
us open all our doors and go beyond any bound..
any road and bored.. now is a great grace.. take a
deep breath.. how many can breath like me?
What a gift!! It is still free… yes polluted but we
can clean it by our awareness.. thank you mother
earth…

Yes my friends.. it hurts us when other insults

us… gossips about us.. but what is the good side
of this? It means I am still alive… someone loves
me and remembers me… and I don't care if any
one is with or against… do the best and expect
the worst…

Do what you love and all what I do is for me…

mewe is the only one.. so plant the seed that you
need and you greed… gossip all what come to your
lips.. all is lip service…watch and laugh and be
aware of who you are and what do you want to
share… a word is a seed.. use the seeds that we

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need.. the spring will come and the grass grows
by itself…

Since Adam and Eve we are in the kingdom of

talks… how can we walk our talk? And how can we
chose the best words?
What is Christ talking? What am I doing with his
words?
Do we talk from heart to heart or from heat to
head? Or from pocket to pocket? Why we are
holding words and not living it's meanings?

Where is the real word? It is in us right now…

not in the past and not in the future… watch
what is going on all over the world… The reality
fades away and words take it's place… the word
God is more important that the reality of God…
the word love and the word peace… and we are
killing each others for words… is this love? Is
this freedom? Is this compassion? What are we
doing? Is the word "Water" can heal your
thirst?? The word water is not going to help…
words are a utility for our reality… love is by
living it not by saying it.. show me love… let me
feel it and live it…

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Now you are a new wine do not use old cups…
have the best cup of the now, drink the best
wine and water and throw the cup…
Words are only cups… when are we going to wake
up and let go of all the olds… let us grow up now…
this is our birth right… born again with every
breath… with every word that flows from our
silence and stillness… yes you are right…

The really significant things in life can never be

said through words… only through silence…
silence of existence… silence of grace not silence
of grave… love cannot be said… gratitude cannot
be spoken of, prayers is bound to be a deep
silence inside us…

Look at the words mother nature… do we

understand it's prayers.. it's love?? What are we
doing to mother earth? What are we doing to
each other? Words are swords.. in the name of
love and peace we are killing each others and this
global bloodshed is only a question of words…

Truth cannot be said, the moment we say it we

have already falsified it… truth is bigger that

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any word and any letter… it is so vast, vaster
than the sky, and word are so tiny…
This is what real religion is.. beyond words and
worlds.. the mind consists of words, the heart
consists of silence, virgin silence.. unbroken
stillness…

Look at the Bible.. it begins with a very strange

statement… in the beginning was the word and
God was with the word and God was the word…
This beginning of the Bible has led the whole
western mind in a wrong direction.. what was
before the word?

What was in the baby before he spoke? What is

this silence? Who transformed the sound into
words? The word can never be the beginning…
Yes.. the mind is the power who changed the
sound into words.. the sound of the running water
is not a word… the sound of the wind passing
through the pine trees is not a word… word came
much later.. this is why when Mohammed became
enlightened he had no words to say…

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The mind told him to read what he is seeing and
being.. his silence became beyond words that he
knows and sure enough he was supported by the
mystery of silence and said OH thou.. not you.. or
us.. or who are you.. but the unknown to me… the
great secret.. so word came with man.. existence
is silent.. words gives meaning to the sound..
words are our creation.. this is why we keep on
fighting for the words… we see only the cup but
not the water…

Existence is stillness no sounds… but silence.. and

soundless sound… can you clap in one hand? Yes
we do but no sound.. so in us we have silence and
sound… we contain the beginning and the end the
seed and the flower.. so what to do? Stop
talking.. only short and sharp…

The moment we drop the words the mind

becomes useless because it's whole function is to
interpret sound into words, to create words out
of sounds… hence there are so many languages in
the world and this is the chaos… so many
religions… so many sects.. the same water but in
different cups and we look only at the cup not
the wine… Be drunk with the wine not with the
cup… this is why we are the sound…

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Yes my friends… the death of the mind is the
beginning of meditation… then we fall in the
sound first… and deeper than sound is the silence
and deeper is the silence of existence..
No words.. no mind and no interpretation.. and
this is the beginning of the end, this is the
silence of the Zero… the center and the circle..
birth and death.. drop and ocean..

Why master and prophets never wrote books?..

the spoken word has an alive quality to it… the
written word is dead.. it is a corpse.. but if you
read from your heart and see the truth in
between the lines and words then you are not
reading but being with the silence and the energy
of the living sounds of every letter in us.. in our
inner presence.. in our inner treasure.. we are the
sacred book.. we are the direct contact with our
consciousness and our awareness…

So let us find a living master.. his or her

presence is over powering.. before the word

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reaches you, the master has already reached.. he
is already overflowing and overflooding in you..
words from Christ is not Christian but light that
lits your lamp.. your heart beats with
Mohammed… there is communion with the sage
and the master and the Christ.. words come from
his innermost core.. from heart to heart…

When you pass through a garden, even though

you have not touched a single flower, when you
reach home you can still feel the fragrance of
the garden.. your clothes have caught it, your
hair, it has become part of you.. This is what
mother earth gives us.. go to mountain and just
sit still.. and watch your mind and you come back
with different clarity and more peaceful.. this is
the communion between us and the words…

So each one will feel and understand the sound

as the mind wants… so better is to be in
communion from the heart and not the head..

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Oh! Time for a joke…
One day a Jew finds himself traveling in a train
with the monk, mother Angelica and a beautiful
young orphan girl…
Suddenly the train enters a tunnel with pitch
darkness.. Then everyone hears the sound of a
kiss followed by a slap across the face.. when the
train leaved the tunnel, everyone looks at each
other in stony silence.. mother Angelica thinks to
herself.. "One of these fatty guys kissed my
orphan, but she, being a good girl slapped him…
The girl thinks to herself.. "One of these guys
tried to kiss me, but in the dark kissed the
Mother instead and she of course slapped him..
The Monk thinks.. "That Jewish jerk kissed the
girl and she slapped me instead.. what a bitch!"
And the Jew thinks to himself.. "I hope there is
another tunnel soon so I can kiss my hand and
slap that monk again…"

So everyone of us has different interpretation..

so is with all of us.. this is why nature does not
speak any meaning… joy is joy.. water is water..
bliss is bliss.. kids are playing without any
meaning.. laughter has no meaning.. truth is
beyond meanings.. just let us live and laugh and
love…

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Once you start looking for meaning you become a
calculator.. you become a mind.. you lose your
being.. when you lose your being.. for example..
why did God create the world? What is the
meaning? Even if some fool can supply you the
answer.. and there are many such fools.. listen to
your heart and keep playing your life.. When
fools ask, foolosophers answer…
Enjoy the word as you feel it..

An American goes to Japan on a business trip and

meets a lovely young Japanese lady.. she cannot
speak English and he has not known Japanese…
After dinner they go back to her apartment and
he starts to make passionate love to her and all
the time she was yelling..
"Tihi gochi.. ah tihi gochi"
He thought that she must never have had such a
great love as himself…
The next day and a Japanese business men are
playing Golf… half the game the Japanese hits a
hole in one… not knowing any Japanese but
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show his excitement and cries out "Ah.. tihi
gochi".. the Japanese spins around and looking
amazed asked.. what do you mean by wrong hole?

So if you don't know the meaning it is still a joke

to others too…Kids say words and they enjoy it
without any meanings… meanings destroy the
joy.. the only meaning is our life.. why we are
alive? Are we aware of our being? Meaning has
disappeared from man's life.. now we stand very
shallow and nothing seems to make sense
anymore…

What is the cure of this world crisis? Either we

die.. global war and new orientation.. a new life
style.. with new contest.. a new meaning for our
being..
Let go the bad and
Let come of the good…

New birth for a new future.. new seed for a new

earth.. and now is the time to change… the old
meaning is dead and the new is not born yet.. we
need a real civilization.. we are in the gap.. this is
a trap and clap…

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Let us be a rebel.. a free being.. let us give a new
meaning to our life, a new way to discover
purpose.. all the old religions are dead.. new
meaning to the religiousness in us… God is in us..
in our heart.. not in the sky.. let us move
forward.. we are beyond the earth and also
beyond the angels and let us listen to Christ not
to Christians, to Mohammad and not to the
followers and this is our path to know who we
are… and why we are here…

In the last three hundred years from Galileo to

Delgado, all meaning, all dignity, all purpose of
man has disappeared.. all scientists say we should
not ask the question..
What is man?

We should only ask what we want to make of

him.. Man is a machine… we can make anything out
of him..
What did Christ say?
What did Mohammed say?
What did Buddha say?
Why don't we listen to the beloveds of God?
Why not watch mother nature? Look at the ant
and the spider and the drop of water.. man
cannot live by bread alone.. the science alone

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either.. Man needs religion.. a new religion.. we
can learn from the past and live a new light for
the now.. A new kind of religion and a new kind of
consciousness.. to live the religion of oneness
with the one… to listen to the prophets.. not to
priests and politicians.. to listen to our hearts
not to our minds…

Man has the seed from God.. has the seed of

infinity.. meditation is the only key to this truth..
this is the womb of the new humanity..
meditators.. a great meditative energy is
needed.. is will be based on our existential
experience..

Let us explore the meaning of our life…

Who I am make a difference.. this is the
significance of our life.. of our grace and our
choice.. let us face our original face.. let us dive
deep in our divinity.. it is in us…
Let us go in.. in is our only inn…
Out is the journey of science, in is the journey
of religion… and man has both… The outer should
be in the service of the inner.. then meaning
arises.. when the inner is in the service of the

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outer, meaning disappears.. science is the door to
the city of the soul… go in, be yourself and go
out and share your joy…

There was to be a Christian party for the new

baby… but before the ceremony, the priest took
the new father aside and said: "Are you
prepared for the this event?"
"I think so" replied the father. "I have got,
cheese rolls and cakes."
"No, no" interrupted the priest.. "I mean
spiritually, are you prepared?"…
"Well, I don't know." Said the man thoughtfully..
"Do you thing two cases of whisky are enough?"

Each one has a different mind and meanings…

who is asking? The mind or the heart? The mind
knows counting and the heart feels the
consciousness.. the intuition…

In the garden of Eden,, Eve was nagging Adam as

usual.. "I saw you playing around with another
woman under the tree of knowledge last night…"
she screamed…

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"But Eve! You know there is only you and me in
this garden of Eden" said the poor Adam…
"Don’t lie to me.. I always know when you lie."
Said Eve…
"Okay.. Okay.. then if you don't believe me just
count my ribs" said Adam…

Nowadays… no ribs.. no Libs… and no lips either..

all plastic and all politics… we all use each others
as an utility.. no unity and no divinity.. only power
of control for the sake of money…
Counting comes from the mind.. you can prove it..
but the beauty of the rose is not from the mind
so you cannot prove it.. it is a feeling.. a totally
different dimension… the dimension of
significance…

Mind cannot create poetry.. cannot create love..

for that a center exists in us.. the core of the
heart.. when the heart light opens up.. the whole
existence of life is significant in us…
This is why man is the temple of God… the living
Godliness on earth and beyond.. beyond words..
beyond meanings…

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Every now a new being is born.. take a deep
breath and be aware of who you are and this
awareness is beyond words and meanings…

Life is not by what do you do.. but by being who

you are..
A being not a doing… But now it is your work that
gives you the meaning and the significance… what
do you do? How do you do? You are a doing
machine… A workaholic.. what is your work? Are
you her to work? Is our work is worship? Am I
doing what my being live to be? What is the aim
of my work? Is it my aim? Is it only for money?

I do love money but what for? Money is good too

but do I know how to use it? For what? Am I
here only to shop until I drop? Am I here to
support the supermarkets and the malls?
So what I am working? For my salary or my soul?
What is work?

Work is not work.. And without work I am dead..

what will I do to be alive? How can I use my

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energy to the maximum potential? Am I a heat
worker? A hard worker?
Jesus is saying.. "If you have, more will be given
to you… If you don't have, even that which you
have will be taken away from you."
If I work hard I will get more energy.. hard
means from my heart.. with love.. with
awareness.. with care and this is meditation.. our
work is our prayer... our worship just like
breathing.. do it for money but it is not all.. let us
get more pleasures… I love to write and this is
how I show my love.. to whom? To myself first..
then to you.. and you are me.. me is we.. we share
who we are.. we plant our seed and it will grow
and glow.. let our work be our meditation… I
write, you read… I speak, you listen and together
we empower each other with what we love and
who we are and what we have…
How do you do?
It is a very ugly feeling mainly in the west.. we
are a machine.. in primitive villages, work is taken
to be almost a play, a game… a prayer.. a song
from every hut..

At dawn you hear the call to wake up and go to

your temple.. to your mother earth.. the work is
joined with music, play and prayer.. and when we

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come back, tired.. we dance again and tell jokes
and then fall asleep under the trees…

This is not a work but a joy.. a breathing life.. we

don't look at the watch.. we watch ourselves… let
our work be our life.. our challenge to change
ourselves.. Right now-here.. I am pouring my
heart to you my beloved reader and my neighbor
is so noisy and bad smell from her kitchen and
her high heel hammering on my head… what can I
do? Let this noise be a meditation.. just accept
this challenge.. test your skill.. take it as a play..
take it as a situation in which your energy is put
to test… and your whole skill is to be judged…

Just try and see what happens… be a victor not a

victim.. everything is a challenge.. every time I
win, I put a gold medal in my heart… Oh.. the
noise and the smell is annoying me… let me go
down to my neighbor and see what can I do and
be?

I told her how I am feeling and if there is

anything I can help her.. we disturb each others
and we help each other.. then we hugged and the

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better you are the bitter will come and this is
how we grow and glow… Do your best and expect
the worst… if better comes back.. thank you.. If
bitter come back.. thank you…

Life is a lesson.. life is our school… and

everlasting test, a challenge… a way of growth..
This earth is a challenge.. accept the test…
encounter life.. don't escape but respect and
accept… the work is our zikr.. our self-
remembering… Who am I? Why I am here? How
am I doing or being my work?

Yes my beloved us... we are one... we are sharing

our silence by words… we care about each other…
If you are not here to hear me.. I am dead.. I am
boned… so let us keep dancing and this nowhere
is our holy day…

When you are in love… love will be in you... you

are love… When you love something, there is no
holiday… all your days are holydays… each day to
me is Sunday… Ahad in Arabic… One with the
one… it is full of holiness…

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So am I writing? Am I working? No… it is
happening… it is a flow from existence… the sun
is shinning for many and for none… so is the
fragrance of the rose... so if there is nobody
near by.. I keep watching myself and listening to
this oneself…
We al all from one light and we are the light…
why light? Why not looking at each others eyes?
You are me... I am you... look at the pupil of my
eyes… what do you see? Yes … you see your
face… I am only a mirror to you!! We mirror each
others... we help and heal each others… and we
laugh together.

A man went on a safari with his wife and his

mother in law.. one day he was lying in the tent
when he heard a cry from his wife.. He jumped
out and saw mama in law shaking her fist at a
huge lion who was standing five feet from her
and ready to move…
"Do something to my mother" pleaded the wife in
alarm
"Why should I? That lion get himself into this
mess... let him get himself out of it" said the
husband…

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He is right in what he wants to... this is his
work... she is your mother but my mother in low...
sorry in law… but not in love... no love any more
only low bow and low blow… why bow to any one or
anything? We are a free royal being… God is my
mother and father.. in spirit not in body... in all
what you see and feel and beyond… so why be a
slave to any utility when you know your reality?

Each one of us is a divine divinity... just open up

your heart and live the love… Life is not a
problem to be solved, but a mystery to be lived…
It is up to me to
LIVE
Or
EVIL

Live your choice… what do you want to be?

Prince Abdullah, a wealthy Arab oil ball, is being

entertained at the white house by Ronald and
Nancy Reagan… After he has been shown to his
room, the prince calls Ronald on the phone and
says "Hey, Ronnie, send me up a whore!"

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Nancy heard this and is shocked and she
demands that Ronald throw his out of the house…
but Ronnie is afraid, so Nancy screams.. "Then I
will throw the bastard out!"
In a few moments Ronnie hears the sound of
furniture breaking and screams and curses…
Finally the Prince walks into Ronnie's office… his
face is scratched and his shirt torn…
"Wow" says the prince. "That was some tough old
bitch you sent me, but I screwed her any way!"

Enjoy it all the way no matter what is service or

the work or the play... life is a play… so let go all
the rules and the laws and the duties and let
every work be a worship... not warship…

Can you believe it…

The shit is richer than the shitter… I just got a
bill to pay for the municipality.. a thousand
dollars for the sewage… What if I am
constipated? Then another bill for the water..
shit and pee and pay for it…

Why not live in the woods as before?? The shit

was food to earth, now poison for the body and
earth… so we eat more poison and we give what

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we have to our earth… and then the whole body
goes to mother earth… Let us rain again on this
paper.. no rain no gain… Let us shift and hit some
seeds of wisdom, may be one day we read sift is
happening… don't work hard to shit it out.. it will
come out by it's own will… so if we have the will
we have the way…

Oh my beloved us.. I want to share myself with

us… we help each other and we grow together..
yes we evolve from innocence to Luminous… we
are part of the whole but we are not apart… Let
us share our truth.. yes! Truth is not news, lies
are news… Truth you can write on a post card and
can only be said in parables…

One man went to a sage and asked.. just in short

give me the very essence of religion, I am not a
learned man, don't make it very complicated and
don't give me many commandments… because I
will get confused... you simply say one thing to me
just a key word.. The sage said, then that word is
LOVE..

You love and don't be bothered by anything

else… Let love be your goal... let love be your only
commandment… Let us love and forget all talks

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about love... lovers are needed to create the
peace that was meant to be.. If we love
everything falls in step of it's own accord… love
is God and God is love…

This is the message of Christ… Love others as

you love yourself… when you love... you live and
you are alive and aware and you forgive and there
is no sin and no good and no bad and no
judgment.. Just be a witness…

Be aware of who you are. Who am I? unless this

question is answered… nothing is answered…
Yes my beloved we…

Why war? Why not worship?

Yes we know the answer but we are afraid of
knowing.. once I know it.. I am the cause and the
cure and the answer and the responsible…Why
war? Why killing? Why more power and more
money? Money is good but am I using it for good
reasons? For life?? You cannot live if you are
trying to be richer… you will be richer if you live..
richer is words not in swords.. just one word is
the world… One word to live and it will be a great
tree… yes myself.. just listen to my inner silence..

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we are all part of this existence.. we are all one
with the one.. ane with the creator forever..This
is the joy of life.. to be alive with eternity…

The king and his friend were discussing life and

the friend asked.. "Sir, if you conquer Rome what
will you do next?"
"Sicily is nearby and will be easy to take…"
"And what will you do after Sicily?"
"Then we will pass over to Africa and take
Cartage.."
"And after Cartage?"
"Greece"
"And what do you expect as a reward from all
those victories?"
"Then we can sit sown and enjoy ourselves…"
"Can we not enjoy ourselves now?"

Instead of wasting time in making a living let us

live the time now… Life is not to conquer but to
encounter…
We are to worship.. every act we do is a prayer..
is a meditation.. this is why we are here..

Allah gives all what we need.. why greed?? Why

not see the source of our richness? Of our

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beauty?? Yes… we are creators too.. we can
create a garden.. we can paint.. we are reading
and writing .. we sing and play music and dance…
to be creative is the only real prayer.. all other
prayers are just empty rituals…

The only way to live with the creator is to create

too.. to be a participant in life.. in his work… in
his being.. this is the real life… we live day to
day, moment to moment with the unity as all…
Whatever we do is our worship.. cleaning the
floor.. cooking the food… farming.. any act is a
prayer… is a quality… is an attitude.. is an
awareness… so how to worship? Who will teach
me how?

Only a living master.. a living Christ.. worshiping a

dead master comes out of guilt.. a living master
is a danger to our dead life.. he will destroy our
ego.. we will be free and follow no one…
Christ is no Christian.. he follows no one.. why
should I? so let us know who we are.. we
condemned him as a criminal and now we worship
him as a God… why are we doing this drama again
and again? Worship comes out of guilt.. wake up
and be free.. truth is inside us.. just go in..
meditation is the key… Worship comes out of joy

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not out of guilt… worship is away to avoid the
master.. being with a Christ do you need to
worship.. you just lit your candle and you are
another Christ…

Being close to a master you become a master too

and no more ego.. so let go of your ego… Let go
of your ego and you become another go… Yes my
beloved self.. be another go and go…

How to go? First step!!!

Face your ego…

What is the ego…

A child is born.. a child is like a balloon.. what can
carry? Right now there is no air and then, by and
by we inflate the balloon.. we already started
when he was in the womb… by our thoughts…
From the first year to the seventh year we can
keep him egolessly.. He exists in tune with
existence.. he has no separation.. no clear-cut
boundaries.. he does not know who he is…
Who are you baby?

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 Wonder and wander…

He does not know and does not compare… he

does not fight .. this is why his eyes are so
innocent.. no tension floats there, no anguish has
arisen.. no fear... Anguish came after we know…
this is mine.. this is yours… with the boundaries
we are separate.. we are dead and we are in
anger and in danger..

"I am myself and no one else… I am the only one..

the only body" This is a false idea.. this is dead
life.. false life.. I am part of the whole.. I am a
drop from the ocean.. I am a grain of sand in the
desert… You are not an island.. so how can there
be death?.. From death to deathlessness…
This is why a child is deathless.. he can go and
play with a snake.. He has no concept of death..
he is so utterly innocent…
From where this courage comes? It comes
because there is no division… A life of unity, uni-
son.. that is why later on we go on thinking with
nostalgia how beautiful those days, those few
years, were..

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Yes they are the golden age… but where am I
now? In the golden cage! In the palace.. in the
house and in the office.. in my dead mind ego…
Where are those days? The poetry…? The
dance…? The joy? The celebration..? always
hovering around me from my memories… my
history.. my past.. As if the best happens first
and the shit later and for ever… and still falling
and falling and falling…

Where are the seasons? Where is Spring? The

summer.. the Fall and the winter?? No rain no
gain… From one to seven the child remains a
balloon… iiiiiiiiiiif he has real parents..
Let go and let…

As children bring their broken toys with tears

for us to mend…
I brought my broken dreams to God because he
is my friend. But, then instead of leaving him in
peace to work alone… I hung around, tried to help
with ways that were my own… At last I snatched
them back and cried… How can you be so slow?
"Oh my guest" he said, "What could I do, you
never did let go?..." Let us let go… go in.. only in is
our inn… Nowhere else now-here… hear yourself..
your silence… your stillness…

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 Why I am here?
Who am I?
If I don't know this I…
If I don't see this I…
I am dead and blind waiting my funeral… the
funeral of the corps.. No corps.. no hops and no
hopes. Just dead stinking meat.. Meet yourself
now and ask yourself.. am I happy now? Is this
happiness? Is this happening? Is it pleasure or
treasure???

You have a choice.. do you want to be a beggar or

an emperor?...
Am I born to live? Let us listen and imagine
about a prenatal baby sitting cozy beneath his
mother's loving heart.. suppose someone came to
his unborn baby and said..
"You cannot stay here long.. In a few months you
will be born or as you may think of it.. Die out of
your present state.." The baby might stubbornly
say… "I don’t want to leave here.. I am warm,
loved and happy, I don't want to be happy in the
unknown world… I am happy here.. I don't want
to be what you call born or what I call die our of

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this place.. I am happy here in a round shape egg
and a beautiful voice and the outside voices are
sometimes horrible.."
"But if you stay here it is only for a limit time or
you will die"
"You mean there is no other way?"
"No, unless you die.. you don't go to loving arms
beneath him.. and once again look up into a strong
beautiful face, more lovely even than that first
face he saw long ago? Won't he soon be
exclaiming Oh!! This is wonderful…

Here I want to remain forever… the way to

heaven starts from NOW-HERE. Ask your heart
how to go to heaven.. and how to be in it now and
forever and ever… This is our next step… from
seventh to fourteenth… this is the adolescent
rays of light.. that is why this age is difficult,
always ready to say NO… and always ready to
fight and always ready to rebel…

Down the ages it has been so, it is nothing new in

this age… sown the ages adolescence has been
the age of problems… the ego has started
functioning.. "I would like my own way, I want to
do my thing!! Right or wrong is not the question..
my thing I want to do."

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We create it.. we repress it… we start with our
parents but they repress it.. here are we going
to live and practice our ego?? Our parents are
the closest to support.. "Go and compete and be
a warrior out there but not with us!!"

So when the father says "don't smoke!" he

smokes and no to Mom and Dad … to all of the
others too.. He goes to his room… plays with the
toys but why not with the parents? Why not in
school? Why not with his friends? Hence he
becomes very anxious, uncertain of himself…

The ego is growing.. the balloon starts taking

shape.. oh.. my name.. my signature.. my
individuality.. my uniqueness.. my charter
appears… my future is forming… oh.. I want to be
number one musician.. number one in prestige and
power and money..

Adolescence is the age when you can judge.. when

the balloon is growing.. when the shapes is
becoming more and more into the market mark…
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the third stage of the balloon or the ego… Youth
inflated to the full… with the fourteenth year is
the ego of sex.. sexually mature.. nothing gives
more air to the ego than sex.. without sex
maturity you remain lacking something.. with full
sexual maturity ego comes to it's full balloon and
now where to?
Personality arises clear and loud.. In adolescence
you could have seen it but still a rebel.. but now
with youth there is a revolution.. he is ready to
destroy anything… He becomes destructive,
because it is only though destruction that he can
show that..
"I am somebody!"

He is against all rules.. all traditions.. no to

anyone and anything and to God too.. no to any
book and mainly the sacred books…
"I am me and nobody else.."

Ego is at it's full peak.. in his blood and bones

and ready to fight and to explode…

Aggression, violence, competition, ambition,

revolution, all enters into his blood and bones..

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The fourth stage is from 28 to 56.. the middle
age.. the balloon is full.. it is beyond the limits..
these are the most difficult days… hypertension
in blood pressure and heart attacks… here
everything seems to go wrong..

You have money, power, sex, prestige but you are

disappearing in it.. you are losing your being, your
peace, your rest…
Here you are physically and mentally ill… Anxiety
arises, anguish arises, all kinds of neuroses…
why??

The fifth stage is from 56-112.. the ultimate

expansion.. death will come and save me of all
this burden..
Then the sixth stage:
The balloon explodes

Out of the sixth there are two possibilities.. the

eastern and the western.. the western way, you
die and you are born again as an un-inflated
balloon in some womb.

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Death is the seventh possibility… and you start
the same circle, the same repetition, the same
rut… those who are intelligent, they become
alert, they meditate... why this wheel of birth
and death?

The eastern possibility… either you die and you

are born.. or you don't die... seeing the whole
absurdity of the ego, you relax, you puncture the
balloon... you are free... a child again…
This is the second childhood… born again here
now... out of the wheel... no womb is needed any
more… die now before you die.. die to the past
and to the future... this is freedom… this is
heaven.. This is the birth of a new life… a new
consciousness.. a new soul in the same body... a
new being... a new dweller... this is
transformation... the enemy is the ego, and
unless the ego disappears, life remains a hell..

Who is who
One day a sage and king Alexander went out of
town for morning walk... they came across a
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skulls and the bones and there was a big heap..
what a pile!! The king was disgusted and said..
"what are you doing?"
"I'm looking for your father's skull.. He was such
a great king.. come please, because I cannot
recognize which one is your father's skull.. you
may be able to recognize him.. and don't feel so
disgusted because sooner or later we will be on
this heap also and nobody will be able to
recognize!!"
Remember Alexander.. nobody will even be able
to recognize who was also…

Let us be who we are now... let us listen to our

heart not to the mind... not to the ego… I am my
own master and I am responsible for myself...
and I have the choice... so let me live my choice…
I am not a victim

Hasan once decided that he would never touch

any alcoholic thing again in his life, any
intoxicant.. and he was a drunkard… so just to
test his own pull power he walked on the path

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where the pub was… Just in front of the pub, he
looked at the pub in a very proud way and said to
himself..
"I have decided, nothing can attract and nothing
can force me to go astray…" And he walked a
hundred feet away.. then he patted his own back
and said..
"Hasan, you are great, now I will treat you, come
to the pub…"
And on that day, he drunk twice…

Why do I play game on myself?

We know what is the best for us.. go for it no
matter what it is .. just be aware.. just be a
victor not a victim… Don't feel guilty.. guilt
means gold… you pay for it to others.. let go of
guilt.. there is no sin.. sin is the only sin… out of
our ignorance came the fear.. face your fear and
watch the ego… Let go of the ego… then you
know where is God.. or what is this Godliness..
this rivering mystery in us.. this eternal life.. this
infinity or divinity.. just put any pull and any
push…
Our only enemy is in us..

Mr. Ego…

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And unless the ego disappears life remains a
hell… the ego creates darkness, the ego creates
blindness.. the ego becomes a rock and it does
not allow your life to flow…

The ego creates a separation from existence and

the separation breeds all kinds of miseries… It is
like uprooting a tree from the earth… the
moment the tree is separate from the earth it
starts dying… No roots no fruits.. this is what
the ego does to us.. it separates us from our
mother earth and from the soul of God… be
aware of this enemy… It creates a thin layer,
very thin and transparent, so unless one is very
alert one will not be able to feel it… this layer
you see it in the dates… the earth is my mother
and the palm tree is my aunt… my father side and
it has all the layers of the self and the soul and
the spirit… It looks like a pure glass.. you can see
through it, t does not obstruct your vision in a
sense… but if you want to get our then you will
know that you are against a wall… a transparent
wall and we are moving with this glass-like shell
continuously.. we are in a golden cage… we are
dead in a palace.. we are not allowed to love and
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barrier.. and this is the enemy… God is the
friend, ego is the enemy…

Yea my friend.. the ego is very subtle.. it is like

the shadow, it has no existence.. the more you
run from the shadow, the shadow will run with
you.. the faster you run, the faster the shadow
will follow us…. What to do? Stop running.. sit
under a tree and meditate.. no shadow.. no run…
go in… Move under the shadow of a big tree and
sit there and look around.. the shadow is no more
there… The big tree is in us… it's name is
Meditation…

Come under the shelter of meditation and the

ego will go…
Our ego is the barrier… the wall of our prison..
me too, I face my fence every now… not easy.. it
is a big challenge.. but we support each other and
face the other mirror…

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 Where is the wall of my ego?

A lion was captured and placed in a large yard

surrounded by a high fence… He soon became
acquainted with the social life of the other lions
who had been there a long time… the lions had
divided themselves into several clubs… Political,
religious and power and others… each with it's
own activities.. Philosophies, dogmas, scriptures
and ideologies…
One group met regularly to hate and slander the
captors… that was their whole activity, as if by
hating and slandering the captors something was
going to happen…
Another group met to sing sentimentally about a
future jungle having no fences they must have
been utopian, imaginary people who live in
fantasy… the decided a future jungle with no
fences, in beautiful colors and the sang about it
as beautiful poetry as possible… they must have
been very romantic, utopian, imaginary people….

The third group met the secretly plan violence

against the other group those were the
conspirators, they were not so much against the
captors as they were against other group of
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lion into joining, but something held him back..
this hesitation was caused by observing one
particular lion who was alone… he had same
quality of magnetism..

The new lion came to the solitary lion and

requested to know why he is alone and have a
power and a glow around him… not like the ones
who live with the crowd.. This loner lion looked
like a king.. but why you are alone?
"I am doing what is essential… so one day I will
be out of hare.. you are welcome to join me" said
the loner lion… "But what is the necessary thing
that you are doing" "Listen carefully.. I am
studying the nature of the fence… that is the
only essential thing to do in life.. to understand
the nature of the fence.. when you understand
then you can go beyond…."

The life of the ego is not your life… the ego is a

parasite, it lives on you .. it sucks you.. it drinks

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your blood, your soul.. when it is gone, for the
first time you will be free to live, for the first
time you will feel yourself, your being…

This is how every one is.. covered with ego and

the fear arises when we start going beyond the
ego.. it is not easy.. it is like peeling our skin… it
hurts.. it is a birth pain.. born again a human
being… and the death of the ego will be a new
beginning… then one really becomes a being… a
free soul.. a Christ consciousness not a
Christian… a witnessing spirit for eternity.. let us
be alive now-here…

First I was dying to finish my

high school
and start college and the I was dying to finish
college and start
working
and then I was dying to make
money

and marry and have children and then I was dying

for my children to grow old enough and make
some fortune for them…

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but then I was dying and suddenly realized I
forgot to
live…
Please don't let this happen to you.. Appreciate
your current situation and enjoy each moment or
each day… I am your old dying friend…

Where are we going?

What are we doing?
Pleas just answer me by your silence and
stillness…
To make money we lose our health…
To restore our health.. if we can.. we lose our
money…
We live as if we are never going to die.. and we
die as if we never lived… Are you alive now? Are
you dead waiting for the funeral day? Just feel
your feelings and answer your heart not your
fear and nor your mind….

Yes my friend…
Yes myself….
Can you share with me what is life and what is
death…
Yes I know they are one coin… one icon… one
breath in and out…The moment I was born I
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birth.. but what am I doing?? Who am I? Why I
am here? Do I love myself? Am I alive? Ah… easy
to say it…
Live and love…

But what is life?

There is no other God than life…So allow
yourself to be possessed by life in all it's forms,
colors, dimensions… the whole rainbow, all the
notes of the music… If we can manage this
simple thing… this simple let-goooooo.. the life is
just a river rivering with no pushing… The river
will take us to the ocean… it is already on the
way… just listen to our heart…

here in this place Allah is alive… just feel this

divinity and this mystery… no need to any one to
tell us what to do or where to go… Take a
deeeeep breath now and this is life… this is love
to my body and my being… thank you God…

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Just relax to be spiritual… do not create any
division between matter and spirit… just now
Jesus is saying to us… take this bread and eat it..
it is my body… my sacred body.. and drink my
blood.. it is the only wine… the only spirit… the
only holy and whole secret for this new birth…
we are one with the only one there is… The only
truth… the only life… existence is one.. take the
risk and be a gambler and do not calculate and
put your life at a risk… don't be a business man..
don't use your mind to make more numbers… you
are a member.. remember who you are…

Who am I? Who I am?

What is this amness?
This is the thrill of the gambler, he stakes every
thing and waits … what is going to happen now? In
that very moment a window can open… that very
moment can become a transformation of the
inner treasure… Be drunk my beloved mewe.. let
us drink life.. it is the wine of existence… don't
remain sober.. the sober person remains dead…

Drink the wine of life… this cup of wine is our

poetry.. is our love.. is our life… is our path..

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thank you Christ… thank you for reminding me
that I am another Christ… another mirror for
our creator.. Let us be the creativity of this
divinity… We can be the source of life… the
source of love any now.. Just give a call to the
Spring and let the sun and the wind and the rain
enter into you…

Yes… we are born and we will die… we are dying

now…
But!!!
Something in us is alive for ever and ever… It
was before we are born and will remain after we
die… This something is LIFE…
Life is eternal… Enjoy it now.. no one can improve
it… just enjoy it… we are here to worship this
life… not to warship… just live life and you cannot
kill it.. but live it… Let us enjoy our life…
Do not waste time in improving it… there is no
need to improve, there is no way to improve…
Just play.. be a child.. be innocent.. a rose is a
rose… how can you improve it.. just accept now as
it is.. this now-here is a great mystery from
God… just be in this divine divinity and live the
infinity…
Life is a joke… a joy.. a laughter.. dance and enjoy
this moment… life is a wandering journey… we

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have no home.. it is our eternal pilgrimage.. from
one bridge to another bridge… net a stopping-
place…

The bridge will bridge us to God… when life

becomes a bridge to God it is divine… but if we
don't use it as a bridge towers God it remains
mundane… it remains illusory, imaginary and
fictions…

Life is an adventure… a constant search… life is

not a belief… but find the truth in you… life has
no limitation… life is a living ecstasy… a living
choice.. Only for us.. only for man… we have the
choice.. we have to decide what we want.. to fall
below the animals or to rise above the angels? It
is my choice… a fake dead pilgrimage or a real
living pilgrimage? It is up to me to live life and
cross the shore and move to the other shore…

Moving towards the other shore is a great risk…

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the ocean… Trusting that if this shore exists,
the other must exist… Why?
Because one shore cannot exist alone… life and
death are one… Trust God and move to the
eternal life… and real life is eternal life… and
real life is religious life… real life is our real
freedom…

No need to anyone to help me or guide me… God

is in me.. in the core of my heart… Just one
word… one key and it will open our heart and face
to face with our original face… Just now…
meditate in every breath and every thought… yes
and yes…

A thought is our destiny.. we are what we think…

right now stop reading.. close your eyes and face
your fear… Face your feelings and see… Watch
and witness.. Yes my beloved mewe… we are so
blessed.. live this bliss and be who you are…

Yes… all darkness will disappear.. no veil of

ignorance any more… The golden veil will reveal
itself… and such a golden gate.. a golden light..
this is just the door of the home.. penetrate this
light to reach the very center of reality…

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Oh my beloveds.. we are so blessed… Keep
walking with awareness and keep watching the
light of life… Yes my soul friends… we all can
break through the light and face the flame.. face
the sun and be one with every sun and beyond
any seen and any thought and any breath and any
death… You are the only life and love and light
from eternity to eternity…
What Kabir said is:
"The moment I penetrated into my innermost
core I found it was as if suddenly millions of suns
had arisen"…
The light of Allah is beyond words… beyond light
and darkness.. beyond duality… it is in the unity
of any seen and any seed… this is the mystery of
light…

Can you look at the sun? You will become almost

blind… just an atom of light will heal us all… this
is who we are… We are a soul of light… so is the
existence… but it is our choice to use this light
for fight or for love??? Why kill? Why war? Why
not live, love and light all the darkness in and
out???...

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Yes my friends… light has it's music.. it's sounds
and it's colors too… we are the rainbow.. we are
the bells… we are the voice of our silence and our
stillness.. just be still and hear the music of your
inner core… the music from God into our heart…
it heals us.. it relaxes us.. just listen to your
heart.. listen to your body.. listen to your mind..
just listen… This is what obedience us… listen
without conclusion… just be here… now and here
and hear the sound that surrounds you… thank
you!!! That pregnant silence becomes the door to
God… the door to the mystery within us… Listen..
be aware.. be watchful.. be a witness…
Be a mediator now and for ever… every act is
worship… every act is a prayer.. is our eternal
treasure… this is what life and love is…

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 Only I Can Love You

One day Jesus was walking and he come across a

big garden and he rested under a tree… The
garden was for Mary Magdalene, she looked from
her window and she came out of the house and
invited him to come in… she fell in love with him…
He told her.. next time I come, now I have to
go…
"Please come in, I am very famous and rich and
look at me… I will be yours.. I offer you my heart
and my love.."
Jesus said: "You are in my heart and this is the
only place for love and I love you…"
She looked at him and she knew what love is…
She followed her heart and fell in love and with
love… from sex to super consciousness is the only
love, light and birth… eternal birth… from death
to deathlessness…

Love your love and let your loving eye lit the
world just in your presence… we are the light and
the love of existence.. Why war? Why hate?

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Why anger? Why so much danger? Let anger be
the answer and our inner treasure…so each one
will feel and understand the soul as the mind
wants …. Our feelings and let us peel our feelings
and let us hear our wounds and go beyond guilt
and beyond bounds and blames… blame is only a
mind game… I am responsible… I-m-possible…

Do you have the will?

Then walk your way…

Thank you all the way no matter what you face or

what you risk… life is an adventure.. is a risk.. is a
task…
God is holding our hand…
God will never ever let us down, but always up
and always dawn…

Let us dawn upon our own amness, our own

isness.. who am I?? why I am here? Let us be who
we are, now-here or nowhere else…

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 Entertainment Or Enlightenment

A man was traveling through the wilderness

when he came across some animals having a
speech contest… the judge was a lion who invited
the man to become part of the audience.. the
man accepted… A fox stood up and gave a smooth
and clever speech.. at one point he declared "The
moon is larger than the sun…" The next speaker
was the elephant.. whose voice boomed out with
power and authority… His speech included the
sentence "Summer is cooler than winter…"
Then came the tiger whose eloquence impressed
every one… At one point he said "The river run
uphill…"

The observing man remarked to the lion… "They

are superb orators, however I am puzzled, all of
them made statements which were obviously
untrue, not only that, but the audience either did
not notice or did not care.. Why do your speakers
make false statements?
"Than is unworthy habit, alright admitted the
lion, "But the audience is more interested in
entertainment than in enlightenment… and if you
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have picked up this bad habit from you human
beings."

Yes my friend.. we lie and we trust our lies… live

and lie, and lay lies… Yes my mirrors.. let us live
of love and let us live our light and let us share
our sounds and stillness and be who we are and
this is the point of great crescendo…

The white light and the white sound.. All the

secrets of the moon and the sun are in us.. all the
mystery of Allah is in us.. just be yourself… And
no more poison in you.. only

The potion of life…

The nectar of God…

Throw out all the fear and you are born again a
being… An eternal beam of light…

Let us live our love and let us share our light in

spite of all the world challenges and this is the
test… Truth is danger but truth is the only
winner… the only dweller in all of us… how
blessed we are!!!

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 Give me the Coat

A tramp knocked at a cottage door and when it

was opened he said to the housewife…
Beg your pardon Mam… But I wonder if you would
not sew a button on a coat for me!!!
Why not! Yes my friend, come in…
The poor man entered and gave the woman a
button…
Very well, now where is the coat?
Ah… Mam… I got nothing but the button, I was
thinking may be you would sew the coat on…

But people who start searching for God don't

even have the button.. only
buttox…
buts and ifs…

when are we going to let go… let go of our

ignorance and see the button and the coat in our
innocence…??!! God is ready to supply the coat
but at least bring the button… At least little
thirst of my own, my own heart's beating, a
readiness to risk, a readiness to devote
something, to dedicate, to sacrifice… Just now-
here… What can I give you? Yes this book is for

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me and we… Me? Without a book I am not alive…
the book is my best friend…

Aaaaaand if I have a friend.. a living

friendliness… I will be in heaven and I have more
than one.. and one day we will have a small
commune here in Lebanon for the chosen few..
for the mad lover of the only lover there is…

No name.. no form.. but a living loving laughing

existence…
A living light and darkness… a luminous darkness..
I was a seed in the womb and now a seed in the
soil… In darkness there is no distinction… Now
we want to know if the body is a girl or a boy?
What a shame!!!
Why so much ignorance?
Why hurting this innocence?

Darkness is a state of distinction.. this is why

Kaaba is a back secret… a great depth.. the

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oldest home.. the oldest womb… Even the sun is
going to die one day.. it went many times because
it's fuel is being used every day… Twenty four
hours a day.. one day it is going to be exhausted…
Many suns have died before… just like a candle..
a light is momentary but from darkness came
eternal life and light.. darkness needs no fuel, no
petrol no oil… Darkness has some symbolic
meaning which comes very close to the existence
of God… God is beyond any word… any science
and any seeing.. be still and know who I am!!!

Darkness has depth and a tremendous power to

nourish.. The day tires us, the night rejuvenates
us… we have to go through the dark night of the
soul to reach to the dawn… death and then life…
until you die you are not alive… until we don't let
go we don't know God…

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 I am the Living Worshipper

A sage man was staying in a temple. In the night

it was too cold and the temple had three wooden
statue of Christ…
So he took the biggest statue and made a fire…
the priest was awakened by the fire and was mad
and said: "What are you doing? You have burned
my Christ…"
The sage took a small piece of wood and started
looking and searching in the ashes. The statue
was almost gone…
The priest asked: "What are you looking for?"
For the bone of Christ You must be totally mad…
how a wooden statue can have bones?
Then the long night is still here and is shivering,
you bring the other tow more statues and let us
worm up… Out, but deep in his heart he knew
that this man is showing him something…

In the morning, the priest opened the door of

the temple and saw the old man standing and
bowing and saying words, "You are the only one..
you are in everyone and everywhere.. you are the

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lover and the forgiver…" What are you doing?
Said the priest..
I am praying, it is my prayer time.. I need not
bother about a temple.. I need not bother about
a statue… the whole universe is the only temple
there is and every land is God's land…
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And he is the immortal…"

If you know then everything is sacred and if you

don't know then nothing is sacred not even the
sacred scriptures…
If you know, you see and if you see it is your
deep awareness, your deep witnessing and there
is nothing else to say… Mohammad saw.. we can
see too… This is our inner seeing… our insight…
this is the goal of our seeing and being… Every
now is whole and holy and every breath is birth
and death.. let us rest in our self and this is what
death and resurrection is…

Every work is worship then there is no holy day…

every day is a holy day.. every moment has it's

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color of meditation… Take a deep breath and
enjoy this day… No two breath are the same… no
two moments are the some… the river is
rivering… this is the river of life… keep
swimming.. life is a verb.. an action not a name
and not a noun… Row row row your boat and keep
on swimming with your being in the ocean of life..
in the rivering river…

In the depth of the ocean and the peals of the

mountain and in this now-here whatever you are
doing now it is your being flowing in writing and
reading and flowing in the feeling of life and love
and nothingness… The whole existence is a river
to every lover… it is no more a matter but a
sacred treasure… This is our vision of life.. life is
in living and the river is in rivering…

Nowadays… the modern man lives with dead

roads, cement concrete buildings.. these are
nouns, not verbs… The sky-scrapers don't go on
growing…

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The roads remains the same whether it is night
or day… whether it is a full-moon night or a dark
night full of stars or.. it does not matter to the
asphalt road.. it does not matter to the cement
concrete building…

We have created a world of nouns and we are

encaged in our own prisons.. and where is the
world of the trees? The rivers? Mountains and
stars? What are we doing to our mother earth?
Oh my self… our only self… God is not a thing..
God is a process of living.. of flowing…

My beloved being…
We are not a robot… we are His creativity.. His
divinity.. what are we being? Why war? Why
killing? Why destroying our mother and our
nurture? When are we going to wake up and see
the cause and heal it and cure it???

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 What is the Cause?

One day a teacher came into his assembly of

students… it must have been a beautiful now like
this now… His students were sitting and waiting
for him… They were puzzled because this was
the first time he came with something in his
hand, a handkerchief. They all looked at it… what
was the matter? There must be something
special.. Let us see… He sat on the platform and
rather than starting speaking to the assembly he
looked at the handkerchief, started tying a few
knots in it, five knots in all…

The whole assembly watched what is going on!

And then he asked them "Can anybody tell me, is
this handkerchief the same as it was before
knot, were tied?" A student said "This is a tricky
question… in a way it is the same because nothing
has change.. In a way it is not the same because
nothing has changed only the five knots have
appeared which were not before… the inner
nature is the same but the form is no more the
same… The same substance in a different
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The teacher said: "Now I want to open these
knots". And he started stretching both ends of
the handkerchief farther away from each other
and he asked the student… "What do you think
by stretching farther will I be able to open the
knots?
"No" said the student "You will be making knots
even more difficult to open, because they will
become smaller and more tighter."

Then the teacher said… "Right, then I want to

ask the last question… What should I do to unite
the knots? The student said.. "I would like to
see how the knots are tied… unless I know how
they have been tied, it is difficult for me to say
any solution…"

You are right and blessed, it is how you got into

it rather than trying to get out of it… observe
the cause, and the problem is solved." Said the
teacher…

Mind is the root cause of the problem. Problems

grow on mind like leaves on trees… you can go on

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pruning the leaves, that is not going to destroy
the tree.. on the contrary it will help the foliage
to become thicker, more and more leaves will be
coming… Every gardener knows this…

Mind does not solve the problem… That's why

philosophy has failed and thousand of intelligent
people have wasted their whole brilliance in
solving the leaf and not the roots… The mind is
the only cure… we create our own problems and
we enjoy this game.. the creator must be
changed… let go of your mind… be your own
master…problem is a created thing…

Situations are there… problems are not there…

Problems are our interpretations of situations..
The same situation is a pain to me and a gain to
you… How do we look at it.. just observe and see
and be… you will have a good laugh… When you
are with a light you don't see any darkness but if
your lamp is not lit and you are alone, you will be
with all the problems…

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So you have to learn how to lit your own life… Be
your own light… If you stay with Christ you are in
his light and you see no darkness.. But once you
are alone.. you are in fear and in problems… The
light is gone.. so be your own light.. Rise in your
own consciousness… be aware of who you are.. Be
yourself.. you are the love and the light of God…
so why not live your life???

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 The Mind and the Heart

Two monks were walking across India, they were

doing their exercise… They came to a place
where the road was flooded… On the far side
stood a beautiful Indian woman in a long flowing
sari… She was in distress… How was she going to
cross the flooded road? Without hesitation the
older monk walked through the water picked her
up, put her on his back, carried her across the
flooded road, put her down and then continued on
his way…

The younger monk, who had not moved during all

this new step and new test… his mind was going
crazy for two hours, he was obsessed by the
chatter in his mind… Finally he blurted out…
"My brother, what have you done? We are not
supposed to even look at a woman and you, you
touched her, you picked her up, how could you do
that?" The senior monk interrupted his walk just
long enough to reply… "My brother, I put her
down two hours ago.. are you still carrying her?"

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Oh my beloved heart… Help me to let go of my
feelings.. The feelings that burdens me down…
Let me understand that what I see in others is
what I am carrying in myself… my judgments are
actually reflections of what is repressed or
rejected with myself… Let go all what is in our
mind… let us have our divine mind… It is absence
of our mind… Our mind is a memory of the past…
it is a history.. let us live in this now… That's
what
Meditation is all about… we live the nothingness..

the emptiness.. the mind of the whole.. of the

cosmic mind.. The Ziker in Islam… The
remembering of who we are.. Our mind is the
drop and the divine mind is the ocean… Meet and
melt and merge in the ocean..

I am not, only God is…

The divine mind is absolute freedom… Let go our

memory mind.. our history and our future… and
trust life.. Trust the divine
Mindfulness…

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Oh my beloved readers…
My beloved us…
Al always.. the end of the bridge is coming… but
our trip is in the first step and in the endless
trip… we keep in touch with our silence.. our
stories and our jokes… Life, love and laughter is
our treasure and this is the only gift to share…
our next bridge is

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 Who Loves Me?

Oh! Who loves me?

Let us count them?

The romantic young man turned to the beautiful

you girl in his bed and asked. "Am I the first man
you make love to?" She thought for a moment
and then said: "You could be, I have a terrible
memory for faces."

A young woman said to an old man, "You must

have missed a great deal by not marrying!"
"Only the ceremony" replied the old man…

You are so right light… marriage is the cage for a

dead love and dead life… yes, on our next bridge
we play it… We gamble and take the risk of this
poison… Marriage for life… When you go home
kiss the hand of your wife and if you are not
married kiss your hand front and back and be
thankful and grateful to be free and out of this
cage… Marriage is the grave of love…

The doctor comes out of Rizotto's bedroom and

says: "Frankly Mrs. Rizotto, I don't like the way
your husband looks at all."

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"Nor do I" she replies "But he is nice to the
kids."

Good excuses gives us a kind of good

satisfaction.. Life is a joke and a laughter.. why
not enjoy it.. real reasoning arises only when
pseudo reasoning has been dropped. What is real
reason? Real reason is openness.. clarity.. unity..
it is the ultimate flowering of wisdom.

But be aware of the fake reasoning.. Because of

the pseudo… the pseudo always creates a filter
and the real always becomes a door… The real is
always a bridge and the pseudo is always a block…
Let us laugh and live and end up in a new cage and
sage…

Big Mrs. Baloni gets into a taxi one night in down

town.. After riding a while, she suddenly realizes
that she has no money to pay the fare.. The
meter needs ten dollars when she cries…
"Hey, mista driver, you better stop.. I can no pay
you."
"Oh, that is all right".. says the driver, "I will
just pull into this little street, just get in the
back seat with you and take off your panties."

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"Wait" interrupts Mrs. Baloni "Mista, you gonna
get bad deal.. my panties only cost a forty nine
cents"

This is a funny reason that blocked his luck this

FU…
What is next??

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 What is an Enemy?

Once in a far off wintry country lived a

rebellious young sparrow… When the end of
autumn was coming and other birds were getting
ready to fly south to the sun, the young sparrow
decided not to go with them… Sooner or later
the changes of weather at the door and winter
came and the bird got colder and colder. Finally
he decided to fly south… Knowing he would
freeze to death staying were he was… It was so
cold, ice formed on his wings as he flew and he
fell to the earth and landed in a farm yard…

A cow passing through the yard did a big dirt all

over the little bird who thought he would die but
instead he was wormed up and back to life… thus
warm, happy, and able to breath, the young bird
began to sing… A passing cat, hearing the joyful
singing, cleared away the cow dirt. Saw the happy
bird and ate him…

What is the moral of this story?

It is our story…

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Any one who dumps dirt on you is not necessarily
your enemy..
Any one who gets you out of the dirt is not
necessarily your friend… It is up to us to find out
the way … the dirt and be alert of the cats.. So
don't sing.. Keep your mouth shut…

Every end is a new beginning…

Let us keep in touch with ourselves…
No one loves me unless I love myself…
One I know what love is, then you are me..
mewe…
Love has no name…
We cannot define it… We cannot say what it is…
You can be in it…
You can experience it..
You can share it…
Love gives us the first insight into eternity…
Love is the only experience that transcends
time…
When I love myself, I take the first step
towards real love…
Love the others as yourself…

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Love is the only way to God…
Love has no beginning and no end…

Peace Pace
‫مريم نور‬

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