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    Death is Divine




    Death is Divine


    CHAPTER 1


    Die O yogi die
    1 October 1978 am in Buddha Hall


    [Note: This is a translation from the Hindi Maran Hey Jogi Maram, which is in the process of being
    edited. It is for research only.]


    NEITHER ISNESS NOR NO-ISNESS, NEITHER EMPTINESS NOR FULLNESS,
    SO UNFATHOMABLE, BEYOND THE SENSES.
    WITHIN THE CROWN OF THE HEAD A CHILD SPEAKS,
    HOW SHALL HE BE NAMED?
    LAUGHING, PLAYING, THE KNACK OF MEDITATION,
    DAY AND NIGHT SHARING DIVINE KNOWLEDGE.
    HE LAUGHS, PLAYS, KEEPS MIND UNTROUBLED
    SUCH UNWAVERING ONE IS ALWAYS WITH GOD.
    DAY AND NIGHT DISSOLVING MIND IN NO-MIND,
    DROPPING FATHOMABLE TALKING THE UNFATHOMABLE.
    DROPPING HOPE REMAINING HOPELESS:
    BRAHMA THE CREATOR SAYS, ”I AM YOUR SERVANT.”
    WHAT FLOWS DOWN, HE CHANNELS UP,
    A YOGI BURNS UP HIS SEX.
    HE RELEASES HIS EMBRACE, SHATTERS ILLUSION:
    VISHNU THE SUSTAINER WASHES HIS FEET.
    DIE, O YOGI, DIE! DIE, SWEET IS DYING.
    DIE THAT DEATH GORAKH DIED AND SAW.

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