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I am neither  the body, nor the mind that bridles it,    the realization strikes, my moment of awakening              the horse and the rider   will submerge in the river at the limits.           The consciousness , the storm petrel    alone  would cross the limits of the 'sky of the mind'            - painted by material world, through life time- to super consciousness, beyond the bubble of universe,         " the presence before the beginning", timeless   where there are no two, "I am that"         nothing but the primordial One
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Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC
"Neti, Neti" *(Not this, not this)
I am neither  the body, nor the mind that bridles it,    the realization strikes, my moment of awakening              the horse and the rider   will submerge in the river at the limits.           The consciousness , the storm petrel    alone  would cross the limits of the 'sky of the mind'            - painted by material world, through life time- to super consciousness, beyond the bubble of universe,         " the presence before the beginning", timeless   where there are no two, "I am that"         nothing but the primordial One
Neti, Neti (Sanskrit) in ancient texts "Upanishads" is the analytic meditation to understand the  nature of absolute(Brahman) eliminating one by one what is not "absolute"
k-balachandran
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Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC
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