SACH Khand is my place and my person

Sach Khand is my place and my person

Poem:

I tried to decide who I would visit. I decided to visit my Guru in heaven with pining. Sometimes it is like an all night vigil. One of the aspects of spirituality is to control the attention, the other is ethics. Through a long time period practice you can be a transporter. You do not have to sit lazy in your room and watch the boob tube but can fly high in the outer sky. Your mind can become silent in the humm of the music. You can just enjoy satsang instead of looking at outer aspects. If you don’t turn yourself upside down then you cannot sit for very long. You can be like a chaikur bird and just gaze at the moon. Early morning practice makes the principal difference. With attention on God your can take a furlong. Instead of waiting until tomorrow you can go to another plane. You can listen to the peacock scream as you listen to the high notes of the celestial sound current. Instead of meditating upon being slim you can meditate upon the Divine and become slim. You can just sell the metal junk for a price of zero. You can protest your own state of ignorance by just leaving behind your thoughts. You can get your PH.D. In sitting very still and not disturbing others. You can just declutter yourself instead of be an obstinate person. The best time to alter your DNA is first thing. Instead of pushing others for change you can be the change that you want to see. You can become a Saint and just stare into a big Sun. You don’t need a suntan when you have become it. You can become the King of your own domain instead of waiting for others. For a long time I was wrong. That’s why in my case I have to contemplate very long. You can recharge your Tesla instead of always just sit in a mess. If I petition my mind effectively we could both go to mt Sumer sooner. It is a very rare instance that you became a man and pursued this path. God is closer to you than your jugular. Prophet Mohammed could not be wrong. You could study 15,000 religions in the mountain of Brahm. The third eye can act as the cosmic vortex into which you slip by. You can say “Baar Baar and Prabuki” and learn half of Hindi. To sit in placid contentment is itself a miracle. Instead of promoting some sort of angle you can go straight into the world of the dead. Sach

is my place and my person. From this world I got detached. You can be the living body of attention instead of just a drifter. Your knees can be the pillars of your doorway.

A Poem by David Smith

September 19, 2020

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