Avadhuta Gita Chapter 3 verse 22
“I never had a mother, father, son, or the like. I was never born and never did I die. I never had a mind. The supreme Reality is undistracted and calm. I am the nectar of knowledge, homogeneous Existence, like the sky.”
We as an identity do not exist,
except as a temporary dream image,
which ego accepts not, shaking a clenched fist,
consumed by fires of desire that in heart rage.
Know that by letting go of what we are not,
in the void of silence we become self-taught,
recognising that in truth we’re living light,
dwelling beyond space-time, drenched in bliss delight.
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