The Bitter of Saint!

When the last reverence dies out in the heart, And the sublimest of words loose their effect, And this entire existence appears As a fruit without a smell, Yet bitter to the Still Feeling tongue, Prison-like, To the soul that, Still, Yearns to freedom - And at a crucial junction In the forest of rotten … Continue reading The Bitter of Saint!



There is a certain understanding of avijja - not as a thing or an entity, but as a process, a process of fatal domination which arises within our own hearts and brings forth contamination, rot and decay, not only the smell of death but death itself, and rebirth. But for he who is striving sincerely on the Path of … Continue reading `