I Am In Constant Bliss, Day And

Make Of The Silence Your To-do Tasks, Of The Compassion Your Wealth And Of The Meditation Your Beggar's Bowl.

Burn Worldly Love, Rub The Ashes And Make Ink Of It, Make The Heart The Pen, The Intellect The Writer, Write That Which Has No End Or Limit.

Only Fools Argue Whether To Eat Meat Or Not. They Don't Understand Truth Nor Do They Meditate On It. Who Can Define What Is Meat And What Is Plant Who Knows Where The Sin Lies, Being A Vegetarian Or A Non Vegetarian

He Who, Having Lost His Parents Or Being Abandoned, By Them Without ,just Cause, Gives Himself To A ,man , Is Called A Son Self Given.

Those Who Conquer Their Minds Are Beings Of Renunciation And Detachment. They Are Beings Of Renunciation And Detachment They Are Lovingly Focused On The True One, They Realize And Understand Themselves.