wisdom’s eye

This mind
This very mind
that you have identified with
as you
as yours
on what course is it manoeuvring?

Step back, step back
Be aware of its movement
be with it objectively
look at it impersonally
and you will soon notice
on what direction it takes

right here, right at this moment
forging ahead
with greed?
with aversion?
with love?
or magnanimity?

how can you not know
unless you are too busy for it
how can you ignore
unless you never care the less
how can you not realize
unless you never stood from this standpoint

until you wake up to your mind
you are unaware
its direction that it is charting
often than not
to your disadvantage longterm
though now, seemingly innocent

believe me not
neither believe who you are
look at your mind directly
unbiasedly, honestly
and you will find swarms of happenings
you never knew before

rolling out this moment
taking place is what “you” are
of engineered experiences
from mind’s formation
of vexation unnoticed
leading the way to sorrow

be mindful, be wary
of mind’s trick
projecting outward
infesting inward
only to be finally understood
by Wisdom’s Eye.

only then
rest truly exist
a new kind of happiness born
understanding a norm of life
ease a natural state
and compassion, a gifted sight.


awareness your wise companion

I make a plea
That you don’t forget me
Or forsake me
Though I keep vanishing
From sight
Only to appear when you recall

I don’t mean
To frustrate you
To let you down
To make you feel a failure
For that’s not my job
But the clever weaving of defilements

In fact, I am always your grace
Which you know not now
For in any one moment
Having me around
Makes significant difference
But not to your knowing yet

So do have faith in me
Give me one more chance
To show what I can offer you
Only but with your persistence
The gate of Deathlessness will open
With Wisdom coming your way


what now is?
or a mere definition
of what is only real
since past is gone and future unarrived?

or is it something else?
could it be you
that now comes to exist?
without you, what is now?

are you in the now
or now is you?

if you are in the now
then surely now is a time
which cannot be true
since time is only man-made

if you is now
what then is you?
only by realizing “you”
now will be fully understood
(or maybe now does not even exist!)

knowing with no you

mind not you
mind no you
mind don’t know you
mind only phenomenon
of nature unfolding

a process of activities
mind is all it is
arises from causes
end due to causes
continues too because of causes

if not aware clearly
if not investigate precisely
if not understood directly
mind becomes an imaginary you

but mind is not you
mind has no you
mind don’t know you
mind just processes

so what is “you”?
no-you, really
only mere knowing wrongly
or knowing rightly
without “you” knowing.

mind your mind

lost in mind
gaga is all you dine
falling into pitiful kinds

use the mind
experience is all you find
only flirt and later pine

observe the mind
understanding awaits in line
realization will finally shine

so if you
lost in mind
you will be left in blind
use the mind
you will only whine
observe the mind
freedom surely be thine

 so please
mind your mind
knows what is in mind
so as to find
the door to

a shadow, i see you

a shadow of Real
you stalked
a moment forgetful
you replaced

you can’t be Real
but merely shadow
an apparition
devoid of essence

replacing is impossible then
for you don’t at all exist
except a cast, a shadow
of what Real is

you are
but a phenomena
a passing process
a temporary illusion

not wisely seen
the Real is mistaken
a dream-like begins
stories therein unfold

in such trance
much is untold sufferings
blinded helplessly
by ignorance of what Real is

forgetfulness springs your birth
not-forgetting the only remedy
to finally awaken
to your non-existential appearance

surely Unconditioned
the only Supreme
a cast you are
merely being conditioned temporarily
only to arise and passes on

until then I am wary
of your deception
your lure of glamour
only but pain onwards leading


hear, hears not

the mind hears not
hear is the mind
hear cannot hear
except hear and sound coming together
mind with object inseparable
both as an experience –
no one hearing
neither hearing
except hear-sound
a happening
a nature unfolding
in this -scape
of impersonality
of impermanence
of imperfection
same with other senses
abstract, profound
only to be realised

the world but a thought creation

Thinking that you know and
Knowing that you think
Is not just a reversal play of words
But a matter of two different worlds

Of black and white
Of true and false
Of correct and error
Of mistakes and forgiveness

“Why he acts like an idiot”
Is true to you as you judge him
Not realizing thinking about him
Is what makes you think you know

Even asking who am I?
Needs a thinking to know you
Making you a product of thought
But not a knowing

You have confused knowing and thinking
Thinking knowing is not knowing
Knowing thinking is not thinking
Both are different worlds

Only then can you come out
Of this maze of deception
That makes you think you exist
But is just another thinking process

Who then are you
Of thoughts streaming thru endlessly
A make believe that “you” exist
And as such “others” too there are

Whimsical fragments of delusional perceptions
A world somehow comes to be born
And “you” an image, an imagination
Of streams of consciousness devoid of self

What then is thinking?
But tiny mad ideas occupying the now
Every now, every moment
Making a make belief “I-am” conceit

“Now” was never once a now
Of ideas of thoughts coming going
Occupying the central stage
Of a pristine backdrop of Unchanged

You and me were never born
Not to mention we all dies
For we never existed even once
No one here, no person to live

Beginning or end are mere ideas
Of meaningless time perception play
The truth is what It is
Beyond thoughts, beyond change

So trust not judgments
Or opinions, or comments,
Giving you a false hope “knowing”
“Thinking” that “you” “knows”

KNOW then what is taking place
As to aware how the mind tricks play
Of formations born endlessly
Of meaningless impersonal ideas

So long as “you” is felt
Any moment any time
With “other” opposite of “you”
Certainly, a tiny mad idea is running wild

Donald Trump, Albert Einstein, Adolf Hitler
Mother Theresa or Steve Job
What do you Think?
Made up by thoughts the very you

Wakeup, wakeup, please
So that this world would come to end
Without “you” needing to die or born again
With a Now Knowing taking a central stage

blessed encounter

of blessed Sufis
of tombs where what needs to be done
have fully being accomplished
of end of journey where no return is so clear
of renunciates steep in silence and inner search
of teachings flavored with love and peace
of a life so well worth respecting
of a journey praised even by the gods
of witness a path worth following

as I stayed in stillness
of a Master well revered
whose tomb of the Sufi laid in rest
I am being transported to a memory
of another great Master
whose days were numbered
seated at the hospital bed
where eyes met me with penetrative clarity
and in that moment
it seems, there was only one meeting
of great silence and great clarity
of merging of peace never before felt

here I am with no preconceived ideas
being in reverence
a merging occurred
an experience of mind
whose cankers seems to have finally overcome
won in battled that never was
returned back to the Unconditioned

waking up at dawn
a sense of serenity filled the air
where inner silence takes precedent
immerse in sweetness of peace
of love that has no object
but simply Beloved, not even the Lover
and for a moment entralled by the hot air balloons
floating up to the sky in uncountable numbers
a reminisce of freedom away from the cankers
never returning again to the illusion
of the world

 Cappadocia, TURKEY
25 July 2012

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