Avadhuta Gita Chapter 7 verse 11
“The Self is Destruction, devoid of the destroyed and undestroyed. The Self is the Auspicious Moment, devoid of the auspicious and inauspicious time. Thus, how can there be here substance and absence of substance? The Truth which is homogeneous is of the form of the sky.”
luminescence
quintessence light
essence pure love
no peaks to climb
we but mime God
His chime within
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