The voice is cut,
the noises still prevails.
The noises cut,
I listen voices again!
Behind walls of silence,
switching gear to gear,
my journey begins into the wilderness,
across pathless paths I take
as I transcend deeper and deeper into the self...
humbly I surrender to the unseen, the unknown.
No pleasure nor pain,
still in motion, so lies all emotions, thus I stay...
Waiting for the breath to subside.
What am I?
Nothing!
From nothing I came
and to nothing I go
and to realize that nothing I am
feels like there is nothing to worry no more.
'Thathuvumasi'-they say,
To experience a feeling as this.
Hard to explain and hardly explained.
Can't say this is bliss
and can't say that there is anything I missed.
A thought becomes everything
and everything becomes a thought.
Nothing wasted reigns,
nothing wasted remains.
Life is thus and thus remain...
a potpourri of thoughtless thoughts during meditation.
Bottomline: "I think therefore I am"-Rene Descartes
