WHO AM I
 
 
Imagine a big building collapsing, some rooms
are in ruins, some intact.
But can you speak of the space as ruined or intact?
 It is only structure that suffered and the
people who happened to live in it.
Nothing happened to the space itself.
Similarly, nothing happens to life when forms
break down and names are wiped out.
The goldsmith melts down old jewellery
to make new.
Once you know that death happens to the body
and not to you, you just watch your body falling
off, like a discarded garment.
The real you is timeless and beyond
birth and death.
Man becomes what he belives himself to be.
Abandon all ideas about yourself and you
will find yourself to be the pure witness.
 
 
 
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