The Dead part of your day

Poem:

The morning can be the dead part of your day. The first step that you take is to become dead. After you have gotten that experience out of the way then you can be reborn and even feel like it. You can float on a very wide plateau with music on your right. You can do adjustments and re-sittings until you hit it. You can adapt sant-mat as your new religion without fear and follow Kabir. Gandhi is said to have sucked the teachings of Kabir though his mother’s milk. You can do the same here. You can be struck by a bolt of lightning that doubles as the silver cord. Ordinary human life is so much like a hangover, mystics are so much like alcoholics. When can I have another drink Sir? A Poem of David Smith January 30, 2019 “The devotee’s life is an unending death” jana bhagata ka nita marana page 183 “He originates a new religion sant-mat” R.K. Varma, Sant Kabir, 4th ed., 1957, pp. 29 According to Barthmal, the Ganga of gandhitva (gandhism) had its source in Kabir’s teaching which he had absorbed with his mother’s milk page 21 Kabir, the Creator is ever awake, nobody else stays awake, save the sensual man to drink poison and the devotee to worship God! Page 185 kabir Vaudeville