The Middle WayThe path to awakening, The Way of the Buddha Is not a road of half-heartednessA lukewarm comfort between everything and its opposite. The
‘Sometimes, we become so familiar with the practicethat, little by little, we move away from it…Sometimes, you have moved so far away from the practice
Our soul, angels, hungry ghosts, parallel worldsThey are all real. They’re all illusory. Paradise, hell, pure earths, …Everything is true. Until the ultimate truth unveils
May Knowledge descend in youAnd open you eyes, your heart and your mindWhen you’re least expecting it.Yet, make sure everything is ready to welcome it.
This is why disease or tragedy, when they appear in someone’s life can — in a paradoxical and counterintuitive manner — turn out to be
Identity is frothThose bubbles hypnotizeThe eyes of our being. They sparkle, fizzle,Agglutinate and burst. Wide, tranquil, emergency-freeThe heart-ocean does not change a thingTo its peaceful