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Idle musings
Blissful heart toroidal
Soma nectar dripping
Energy nodes in bloom
No wonder then that
We feel rapture zoom
Cold heat body's sheath
Spinal column energised
Tingling magnetic heat
Void centric divine focus
God’s humming bliss beat
The manifest universe
Known to be but thought
Cajoling us to stand erect
Life that unfolds, a dream
Which we ourselves direct
Linear time is an illusion
Maya makes it seem real
Destiny's already manifest
Unfolding as the present
Thus earth life's but a test
Free will exists at soul level
The ego’s driven by instinct
Mind-body earth interface
When our desires are extinct
We then imbibe divine grace
God alone is, a singularity
One manifest as the many
Each soul is His life essence
Thus we here are living light
Blissful is our luminescence
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The Self has no attribute
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