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The poet – nightingale, Singing his sad, nostalgia song, When moon in full. Walking under green branches Has Met Guru. Who was sitting under the tree. Guru: Free yourself, leave your burden... Poet: I can't give up my dreams. Without it, I will be nothing, nobody. That is all I have! G: Don't be attached to it. Don't be dependent on anything. Don't be a slave of your poor - yet – mind... Remember: You are more than that... P: Maybe I need your guidance? G: Master will reveal himself inside of you Or will come from outside. When you Be Ready... P: In that case – when I'll be ready Guru is for what? G: Go take a deep look inside of you... You will probably find yourself And Acceptance (with the small letters In The Book of Universe - for first...). Then you will Be Ready... P: Read for? G: There is nothing behind or upfront. Just To Be. And Be Ready...
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 6:15 PM UTC
The Poet and Guru
The poet – nightingale, Singing his sad, nostalgia song, When moon in full. Walking under green branches Has Met Guru. Who was sitting under the tree. Guru: Free yourself, leave your burden... Poet: I can't give up my dreams. Without it, I will be nothing, nobody. That is all I have! G: Don't be attached to it. Don't be dependent on anything. Don't be a slave of your poor - yet – mind... Remember: You are more than that... P: Maybe I need your guidance? G: Master will reveal himself inside of you Or will come from outside. When you Be Ready... P: In that case – when I'll be ready Guru is for what? G: Go take a deep look inside of you... You will probably find yourself And Acceptance (with the small letters In The Book of Universe - for first...). Then you will Be Ready... P: Read for? G: There is nothing behind or upfront. Just To Be. And Be Ready...
leonard-gorski
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 6:15 PM UTC
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