This was the beginning of discoveries ……….3

It was dark. And silence. For the first time the sound was made to that level of utter restlessness. Something was going on before that birth. The sound was born of the evolution of that transformation. The rapidly evolving shape was a great radiance. It was in that brightness that the momentum of the gathering was seen. Many things were mixed and split. There was always light and sound. Light and shape and color variation. The sound was decomposed into three distinct melodies and consolidated. As a result of this process, objects, light and sound began to flow. There was air flow at the cruising speed. The avatar collided in several places, causing strong outbursts. The intensity of the sound and light increased. Transformable minerals. They burn themselves. The fire formed. In the darkness where the minerals were rolling, some of the flames burned. Others were burned. Shapes and non-shapes were filling the sky. Mineral hybrids have taken many forms. Their divisive consolidation properties have become polar. The Milky Way has shaped the magnetosphere to their awe. There was the emergence of the soil, or the earth. The sound, the light and the minerals rotated like a whirlwind as they united, muttered and disintegrated. The Milky Way, which has an enlarged appearance on those spots, is also missing. The dilution poured. The creation of water. There was life in the dripping water. The creatures who excelled in it were shaped by every element of creation. It is that life that is now the story of life itself, to make each other understand each other. You dance to the sound of the beginning and dance to the shape that was created by the waves of stillness (Shiva). It is a very pleasant thing to be in the spirit. A day of man is a thousand soul years combined. The journey from the soul to the human is accelerated. Being human is very trying and sad. Is the coordination of mantras. The only moment of the Supreme Being. It is slow and steady. The abundance of sorrow. And so it is when a soul aims, so does man. It is then reverted to the Supreme Being. He works his way up a flight of stairs in the afternoon. His duty is to do karma. It is natural to draw a map with a toe in the drying hole near the pottery. She teaches Brahman that everything that is painted and re-painted is Maya, nature. Nature with an owl's look on the eyes. Brahman, standing tall, wearing a serpentine figure of majesty. The truth is dark or only the dark is true ..... Let the light lead me ..... He prayed ... His shaking was trembling ..... Once again, the letters of the alphabet have been cherished by the new policy of ..... I'm dying .... Let the light lead me…. In the midst of the freezing water. Damaged boat .... Pierced…. You are close to the brokenhearted ..... I hope your hands are not clean. Heart of the boat .... In the midst of the freezing water ..... The fire of sin ..... Burned body…. Fire of Parachutes ..... Can't wait to hear more .... Burning Spirit ..... The fire of sin ..... Everything is myth ..... What I've seen and heard ..... Fucking in desperation…. Was born just now ..... It's all illusion ..... Truth is darkness or darkness is only truth …… Even if it leads to light. From this frozen city of life and from the burning of the burden of sin Truth is darkness or darkness is only truth ........! I continued that meditation until I was able to take my hand to the laziness of the preparation. Is this a preparation or is it a wake-up call to the capital and hand me over to my Avadhuta Guru ....! "Why would anyone play this game without getting caught?" The woman's question puzzled the man. It 's not the woman itself, is this nature? . He said it with so much spirit. "It is true that no one understands me. It is not because I am not. Those who want to know me must know themselves. He remained Brahma in the nature. “You are the colors of the dream Have you seen it? I've seen it !. Pale yellow, reddish white In many shades of blue. In the embracing cemetery In flames !. The loss of life .............! She was going to take him to nature's wonders ....... Black hole I (A Star) is the soul that is separated from it As the years pass, the thousand years will pass and you will again be rewarded with the supreme spirit. In the meantime, all that has been gained, acquired and learned is for the specific needs of each epoch. 0 to 0 This is worldliness Shivam is after all due to its power This is some work, the energy of the explosion. Maintaining stability by going through a few chutes ... Truth is empty (param). Shivam explodes. Beautiful is the flow of that energy ........ Satyam Shivam is beautiful Gulmohar is nothing but a planted thing. Even though I was not provided with fertilizer or water, it flourished. Only when the blossoms of the tree began to rise and fall asleep, the tree began to wither and slowly burn. I ran the race to provide water and fertilizer. When I lost, all my qualities gradually gave up. "I am dead. I cannot even recognize you now." The yakshi, the flower, and the scalp are getting in the way. I was going from a thermostat to a wizard and then a magician. I have one in me. I'm wise. Contemporary wisdom. The reason is unknown ..... The illusionist is the son of light and shadow. Didn't you tell me before that the time would come for the Guru? "Hmm, when you seek the Guru, the Guru seeks you too." Wisdom is the disciple of the Guru.