Death Anniversary of Kirpal Singh

Poem:

To sit still in silent contemplation is sublime, Is still my favorite line. The pleasure is mine. I sing of the truth That I learned in the Granth. Enlightenment does not occur on a particular day or year. That is just a start. True Enlightenment is when you begin regular practice and leave the body every day of the year. You only become a pianist after you learn how to practice not after giving one famous concert. I usually don’t give a lecture, that is the practice of my Guru. I could just stop writing there is no requirement here. I could continue to explore this mysterious power. You should concentrate in your head instead of remodeling your floors, it won’t be long before you are dead. It would be ok after you have engineered your escape. To sit up straight and meditate on a zabuton is much better than sleeping on a futon. Too much sleep will just make you late instead of great. I am only an amateur you should actually talk to a SatGuru. My points are only heuristic and practical. I try to disappear deeper into my head. I have found the entrance to inner space. Outer space is slow and painful and not a good way to travel. If I wanted to go to Mars or Kepler, I would astro-project there. Eventually those who do not meditate will be sent there. The earth can not bear anymore activist. You will be allowed to drive cars and eat meat there. It is better to wreck some other planet. The earth is only suited for yoga practice. Mars is good for manufacturing. I am learning inner contemplation before I learn Python. God has not supplied many Buddhas, I understand to be an engineering problem. And forty-four  years ago one died. 

DS Poem August 21, 2018 On the death anniversary of Kirpal Singh who passed away August 21, 1974