the space between

here i start afresh, ready to enter the world again, after the time off to find myself in me but there is nothing i can lose now, nothing i can win where do i begin ? i vanquished love, fame, wealth and desire to achieve peace, solace, and knowledge higher but,what is to do now? what is to gain ? nothing gives me pleasure, and nothing can give me pain there is no one to see, no one to talk to nothing i need , nothing i want to when all hopes have ceded, what should i attain? nothing gives me pleasure and nothing can give me pain money gives me power and people give me support  to satisfy the senses and conquer the world But, when the self is all there is , then what else remains nothing gives me pleasure, and nothing can give me pain i had spent my life seeking love ,and then i found you.. To live your every thought was all i could ever do . But, when the self alone is real, even all you is, but vain nothing gives me pleasure, and nothing gives me pain .. ...

in the beginning, there was nothing, This is what i believe, and as they say, from a thought we were born, life is as we think, we make in my childhood i could never think in my youth, i only swayed and as i thought, it never happened now when i think, i look back again who were i ? when it all started? who am i as i think today ? how many bodies from have I parted? and what will i become when i part again ? the first birth, had a purpose, divine will , so as to say With my own thinking, i drifted from the given rights and the given ways what was it that i wanted ? what is it that made me wait ? oh all these wants and these pleasures that took all this precious time away who am I ? the resurrected? what role was i here to play ? why cant i see all that happened? to make me what i am today ? i am a man as i think so they are the gods, to whom we pray with all these minds together thinking which is the thought that rules as it may what can i choose to ...

the space between : i am a thought

I AM JUST A THOUGHT i was thought of a long time ago, all along with many seeds that were sown I never had a name, nor identity any in an instant , that one became too many the body, the traits , the looks were put in place , and all that i would do, all that i would face while in the beginning i knew from where i sprang but amidst confusion, i forgot who i am? the thoughts kept moving and i lived all for gains and kept succumbing to the different kinds of pains limited, yet unlimited, the thought in itself started to think and for generations embodied all in an instant wink forever ignorant , thoughts turned to perpetual wants performing actions, with emotions riding the horns shining in this illusory world with pleasure and pain well defined I realized, seeking them is a waste of time Willingly, the thinking itself sunk in the thought lucidly revealing all i am not !!!! when the mind itself ceases to exist i am a thought that disappears in ...