Wordly wise seek for exotic intercessor,
Between them and the supreme lord;
In fact, the divine wisdom is the guide real;
To be free from mind, The divine's gift,
To the seekers of truth,
Which is like an oscillating pendulum;
Never calm! Never at rest!
When the mind is always moving,
You oscillate from one hell to the other;
Be free from doubt and superstition!
Be free from false deities!
Be free from fake masters,
Claiming divinity, or God-incarnation, or,
Claiming to be intercessors between
the seeker and the lord;
Meditating on your master as your God,
You won't know either your master or the truth;
If you work to understand the reality,
using your spiritual wisdom as your guide,
You will understand all that you must know:
Awareness about yourself! and about your God!
Mykoul
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