In the Abode of my Beloved

In the Abode of my Beloved

In a sweet abode beneath the surface, of all illusions, There lies my beloved My beloved, oh such pleasure, the words so easy to utter A melody of infinite beauty lies there in the remembrance What great wonder to be here in the embrace of the immaculate light She...
This World is a World of Forgetting

This World is a World of Forgetting

This world is a world of forgetting. We thrive on forgetfulness; it is the stuff of life. We play out the play that has been foreordained by the beloved. For she loves to hide and to seek after herself. A longing for the first kiss that seeps its essence into the...
The Princess Who Entered Nirvana

The Princess Who Entered Nirvana

There once was a princess who was dying of thirst… a Thirst for the greatest love imaginable. She was the fairest princess and her heart was the driest of all the hearts in the human kingdoms of the world. Every prince that came to offer his hand she denied, for...
Mysticism, Creativity and the Power of Symbols

Mysticism, Creativity and the Power of Symbols

The goal of the mystical journey is to arrive at ones own timeless existential palace. It begins as an inward journey but later blooms into an all-directional & dimensional adventure into the heart of existence. The seeker of truth is one who strives after unity...
Standing before you, naked

Standing before you, naked

How long the winds have blown away my worries I seep in your essence without any hesitations Moving in your direction I fall here and there Whence the opportunity comes The chance to set free my heart The love in here is a silent sanctuary waiting for you graceful...

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