Greater than I

It comes back to me
Like the monsoon rains
Sometimes more sometimes less
Thoughts from books and peoples minds
A picture of colours
Or of black and white
Framed for all to see
As time shall decide

Gross and thin the dust settles
As time passes and light dims
This energy called life springs forth
From lips old and hearts young

I search in vain between the lines

To make sense of all these thoughts

Yet what baffles me is when the trees hush

That there is something greater than I

I stand in this vast corridor called Earth

And wait for the knowledge to dawn

I hold my patience to learn the Truth

I learn what is Love when I know no emotions

Yet these words of books and people keep flashing by

Reminding me hurting me

That there is something more

That I am not trying enough

I long to go the hard way

Of stilling breath and stopping thoughts

Yet there is a sea to cross

That the books say is not there

And the people say it is!

Where do I go caught inbetween

I am lost in this mad game

Of love and hate

Show me the Way if there is something greater than I

Hold my hands and take me across

Or ditch me in the depth of ignorance

If there is no such thing as life

There is no option Oh greater One than to hold my hand

So take me across to the shores of Knowledge

The territory of the Brave

The right of the Wise

I wait for You!

I am...

Sat Chit Ananda

"With Arms Wide Open"

[Had a baby girl yesty 14/12/7 and did not know how better to express my mind than Creeds song]

Well I just heard the news today
It seems my life is going to change
I closed my eyes, begin to pray
Then tears of joy stream down my face

With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
With arms wide open

Well I don't know if I'm ready
To be the man I have to be
I'll take a breath, I'll take her by my side
We stand in awe, we've created life

With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
Now everything has changed
I'll show you love
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
With arms wide open
I'll show you everything ...oh yeah
With arms wide open..wide open

If I had just one wish
Only one demand
I hope he's not like me
I hope he understands
That he can take this life
And hold it by the hand
And he can greet the world
With arms wide open...

With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
Now everything has changed
I'll show you love
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
With arms wide open
I'll show you everything..oh yeah
With arms wide open....wide open

Fade O Mind

Is this a canvas for my dreams
Or is it someone elses
Am I a character etching history
Or smoke from some burnt thought

This world unreal and whithering
If thoughts from past entertain
So real and delightful
If every fraction is lived here and now

Where from does it generate
The elements and energy
So synthetic and lifeless
In this canvas of existenct

I .. a thought alone
Entity alike, but a lie
In the canvas of consciousness
A shadow of the Universal thought

Fade away O Mind
You are but a lie
A canvas, a sack of thoughts
From the past which defines the shadowy presence

Fade O Mind
Truth is Pure Existence, Pure Consciousness, Pure Bliss

I am...
Sat Chit Ananda

Sat-Chit-Ananda

Dream

Perception of an object is a disturbance in pure consciousness as thought. The thought itself is perceived as an object be it a book, person etc. This perception of some'thing' outside of consciousness has to be balanced by 'That' which perceives. A subject is created. This subject develops a centered notion when perception is multiplied to 'many' thought perceptions. The perceived objects themselves are nothing but thought forms as the dream objects have no reality when the dream itself is ended.

Waking

Dream of the sat-chit-ananda existence-consciousness-bliss.

Has to be realized as the subject is the waking person, the ego. Can be realized when all thoughts seize and the subtle 'presence' of consciousness is understood as the substance, the canvas where the world is projected as the dream.

Mind=thought

thought = various combinations of Space+Wind+Fire+Water+Earth = Pancha Bhuthas

When the Pancha Bhuthas are perceived the balancing force of perceiver is the ego=jiva=individual. When the perception and the perceiver are neutralized in concentration by the knowledge of sat-chit-ananda the dance of shiva is realized as a blazing light in an instance and fiery dance in time.

This world is my dream and I am the dreamer. You and I are lost in I and all the I's merge in a single I; when I merge in Sat-Chit-Ananda. I am..

I am ..

Dreamer

Dream

Perception of an object is a disturbance in pure consciousness as thought. The thought itself is perceived as an object be it a book, person etc. This perception of some'thing' outside of consciousness has to be balanced by 'That' which perceives. A subject is created. This subject develops a centered notion when perception is multiplied to 'many' thought perceptions. The perceived objects themselves are nothing but thought forms as the dream objects have no reality when the dream itself is ended.

Waking

Dream of the sat-chit-ananda existence-consciousness-bliss.

Has to be realized as the subject; is the waking person, the ego. Can be realized when all thoughts seize and the subtle 'presence' of consciousness is understood as the substance, the canvas where the world is projected as the dream.

Mind=thought

thought = various combinations of Space+Wind+Fire+Water+Earth = Pancha Bhuthas

When the Pancha Bhuthas are perceived the balancing force of perceiver is the ego=jiva=individual. When the perception and the perceiver are neutralized in concentration by the knowledge of sat-chit-ananda the dance of shiva is realized as a blazing light in an instance and fiery dance in time.

This world is my dream and I am the dreamer.

Who is this
Beneath the surface
What thoughts are these
that hold me

A sea of Consciousness am I

I feel the urge, the interest, the desire

To be with...

I am... I am the only One

And I have this desire

Where from this desire

Am I a part of this desire

Or Am I the holder of this desire

Or am I the very Desirer

Yes I desire

I desire to be with myself

As the One

And as the Many

As Man and Woman

As the World and the Sky

As the Gods and Demons

As the animals and birds

As the insects and trees

As the dirt and slime

I am this all

I am...

What thoughts are these

That lie beneath

I have become all these yet they seem to forget me

Yet they are my desire

They are me

Here I give to you

Myself oh Desirer

Keep this knowledge

When this Desire I hold slows

Come back to Myself

I am thee

and Thy coming I wait

Sharanagathi

I am ...

I am...

I

O Rudra, Blaze thy sight upon this ignorance

I long for Thee

What thoughts are these

That lie beneath

I long for Thee

Thy union, Oh Lover

What thoughts are these

Merge me in You

Your desire I shall not remain

Merge me with Thee

I am ...

Thee

Sat Chit Ananda

The lie called I

Should I write anymore
As this play unfolds
Tossing my path between
Pillar and Post

I knock myself out
In this endless charade
Of meaningless words
And life's dismay

Does it end I ask
End is the beginning you say
What then is this
Timeless and still true

This life rocks on
throwing me into its folds
While I surface for air
Of Knowledge that cannot be told

I think I see the ray
that exists at all instances
Of this lie called I
Only to ask if there is an end

Nay say You
Who is none other than I
Confused, I go on....

Sat Chit Ananda

Vision

A cosmic vision unfolds
To the one who enquires
To the one who seeks
The answers to the queries

Where from this omnipresent presence
A thought of company
A revelation of new thoughts
That makes this vision new

I wait...

Revelation

Hold on to this dream
Like it were reality
Do the things that seem logical
Do the things that are right

Dream, nevertheless is this
A play of light and sound
And things that feel and smell
A toy world for these senses

Where is the hold
Where is the anchor
My senses reel under pressure
As the lie seems to look real

In consciousness we swim
Like an ocean It spreads
Truth, silent and still
Sleeps eternally

Dream on oh sleeper
Your dream is killing me
This dream unreal stretches
Into the greater lie called Time

When will this end
This confusion of light
This breathless journey
Unending until eternity

This whole lie called life
Is making me tired
While I swim eternally
In a directionless pool of consciosness

Wake me up oh love
Wake me up from this
To this reality of silence
Where this world dissolves into Me

I am .. I am ... that Truth
Yet I am ... lost and confused
Drunk in a senseless journey
in a sheath of flesh and blood

Take me to IT
I am that consciousness
I am That silence
I am dissolved in His eternal Glory

I am .. Shiva
I am ... Sat Chit Ananda
I am...
Silence

Shivoham

The Curse

Love; an emotion of belonging
To the Truth that exists
In all that is alive
To the breath of Consciousness

Want; an emotion of gathering
Of all things that exist
In a world of simulated objects
To the vision of the ignorant

Love and want; my eternal curse
A battle between knowledge and emotion
In the reflections of consciousness
My mind, my curse, my Kurukshetra

Sat Chit Ananda