Only When The Mind Is

There's A Great And Unutterable Beauty In All This.

When The Mind Goes Beyond The Thought Of 'the Me,' The Experiencer, The Observer, The Thinker, Then There Is A Possibility Of A Happiness That Is Incorruptible.

The Man Who Lives Without Conflict, Who Lives With Beauty And Love, Is Not Frightened Of Death Because To Love Is To Die.

Meditation, Then, Is A State Of Mind In Which The 'me' Is Absent. And Therefore That Very Absence Brings Order.

When We Suffer We Have Made It Into A Personal Affair. We Shut Out All The Suffering Of Mankind.