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Oh, child, my child, if only you realized who you truly are.

Often, we tend to wrap ourselves around him so tight that we neglect our mission, our purpose, our calling, sometimes our children and even our God

Of the two, only one can be the doer. If God is the doer; then there is nothing for us to do. And if we are the doer; then nothing remains for God to do.

Oh I'll die I'll die I'll die My skin is in blazing furore I do not know what I'll do where I'll go oh I am sick I'll kick all Arts in the butt and go away Shubha Shubha let me go and live in your cloaked melon In the unfastened shadow of dark destroyed saffron curtain The last anchor is leaving me after I got the other anchors lifted I can't resist anymore, a million glass panes are breaking in my cortex I know, Shubha, spread out your matrix, give me peace Each vein is carrying a stream of tears up to the heart Brain's contagious flints are decomposing out of eternal sickness other why didn't you give me birth in the form of a skeleton I'd have gone two billion light years and kissed God's ass But nothing pleases me nothing sounds well I feel nauseated with more than a single kiss I've forgotten women during copulation and returned to the Muse In to the sun-coloured bladder I do not know what these happenings are but they are occurring within me I'll destroy and shatter everything draw and elevate Shubha in to my hunger Shubha will have to be given Oh Malay Kolkata seems to be a procession of wet and slippery organs today But i do not know what I'll do now with my own self My power of recollection is withering away Let me ascend alone toward death I haven't had to learn copulation and dying I haven't had to learn the responsibility of shedding the last drops after urination Haven't had to learn to go and lie beside Shubha in the darkness Have not had to learn the usage of French leather while lying on Nandita's bosom Though I wanted the healthy spirit of Aleya's fresh China-rose matrix Yet I submitted to the refuge of my brain's cataclysm I am failing to understand why I still want to live I am thinking of my debauched Sabarna-Choudhury ancestors I'll have to do something different and new Let me sleep for the last time on a bed soft as the skin of Shubha's bosom I remember now the sharp-edged radiance of the moment I was born I want to see my own death before passing away The world had nothing to do with Malay Roychoudhury Shubha let me sleep for a few moments in your violent silvery uterus Give me peace, Shubha, let me have peace Let my sin-driven skeleton be washed anew in your seasonal bloodstream Let me create myself in your womb with my own sperm Would I have been like this if I had different parents? Was Malay alias me possible from an absolutely different sperm? Would I have been Malay in the womb of other women of my father? Would I have made a professional gentleman of me like my dead brother without Shubha? Oh, answer, let somebody answer these Shubha, ah Shubha Let me see the earth through your cellophane hymen Come back on the green mattress again As cathode rays are sucked up with the warmth of a magnet's brilliance I remember the letter of the final decision of 1956 The surroundings of your clitoris were being embellished with coon at that time Fine rib-smashing roots were descending in to your bosom Stupid relationship inflated in the bypass of senseless neglect Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah I do not know whether I am going to die Squandering was roaring within heart's exhaustive impatience I'll disrupt and destroy I'll split all in to pieces for the sake of Art There isn't any other way out for Poetry except suicide Shubha Let me enter in to the immemorial incontinence of your labia majora In to the absurdity of woeless effort In the golden chlorophyll of the drunken heart Why wasn't I lost in my mother's urethra? Why wasn't I driven away in my father's urine after his self-coition? Why wasn't I mixed in the ovum -flux or in the phlegm? With her eyes shut supine beneath me I felt terribly distressed when I saw comfort seize S

O Lord, thy will be done in my life as it is written in Heaven in Jesus Name. Amen.

omnis mundi creatura / quasi liber et pictura / nobis est in speculum (all the creatures of the world / as a book and a picture / are to us a mirror)

Once dehadhyas (the belief that 'I am the body') is gone, the naturalness of the body increases a fraction at a time. And to whatever extent it becomes natural, that much samadhi (freedom from the effects of mental, physical, and externally-induced problems) will arise!

Once the bliss of the Soul (Self) is attained, it never leaves you. Bliss of the Soul (Self) is eternal.

Once you are in the state of the Soul [Real Self, I am Pure Soul] then you do not have to complain.

Once you can communicate with yourself, you'll be able to communicate outwardly with more clarity. The way in is the way out.

Once you die, that’s it – game over. Death is the ultimate cessation of the individual Self.

Once you understand the innate nature (relative self, prakruti) of the other person, you can remain in an attachment-free state with that person. It is Knowledge (Gnan) to understand the innate nature of a person, and once Knowledge arises, so will conduct.

One achieves the Self-state (swa-artha) while searching for the highest truth (param-artha). The search for the highest truth is solely for the purpose of attaining the Self, and once the Self is attained there is no need to search for the highest truth.

One becomes Parmatma (absolute supreme self) if he comes into the True Self even for a fraction of time.

Once Zhuang Zhou dreamed he was a butterfly. A butterfly fluttering happily around— was he revealing what he himself meant to be? He knew nothing of Zhou. All at once awakening, there suddenly he was — Zhou. But he didn't know if he was Zhou having dreamed he was a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming he was Zhou. Between Zhou and the butterfly there must surely be some distinction. This is known at the transformation of things.

One cannot break the illusion of the state of doership by himself. Only the Gnani Purush (One who has realized the Self and is able to do the same for others) can break it.

One enjoyed the mental pleasures through ignorance (of the Self), and that is cause of the worldly life. Only the bliss of the ‘Knowledge’ [of the Soul, one’s True Self] is to be enjoyed.

One has become entrenched in kusang (association that takes one away from the Self; bad company). That is why the disease of worldly life has become chronic. And what if one were to become entrenched in satsang?

One is a husband as long as he is alive, but what if he is not alive? What if you get divorced tomorrow? How are you a husband then?

One is not necessarily made self-centered because he is foolish, but one is very often made foolish because he is self-centered.

One has to get rid of the self. Once the self is thrown away, nothing is lacking. You start overflowing and blossoms start falling on you.

One has to know the nature of the Soul. One has to be determined to know it. Wouldn't a person need to know it? Nothing is attained by just saying, ‘I am the Soul, I am the Soul.’ The Soul has to come in to one’s experience. Until then, the worldly problems will not go away, will they?

One has to understand the line of demarcation between the Self and the Non-Self from Gnani Purush (the enlightened one). His explanation holds truth in all three times i.e. past, present and future. The light remains the same, even after hundreds of thousands of years.

One is said to be enlightened with the Right Knowledge when his conduct is appropriate in any situation.

One may escape from the prisons of experience, ideology or philosophy, but it is impossible to escape from the reality of one's innermost self. Understanding this, I had freed myself from nostalgia, and having done so, what remained was to free myself from the prospect of the future. ("The Tower")

One of the few things I still miss from my Midwest childhood was this weird, deluded but unshakable conviction that everything around me existed all and only For Me. Am I the only one who had this queer deep sense as a kid? -- that everything exterior to me existed only insofar as it affected me somehow? -- that all things were somehow, via some occult adult activity, specially arranged for my benefit?

One of the things about Ike that makes him so indisputably a hero is that he doesn't leave his own contradictions to the effete disputations of armchair scholars. He grapples with them himself, in his own lifetime.

One of the points that all wise men and women agree on is this: If we want our world to improve, we should work on ourselves first. That’s where the significant gains are to be found. Focusing on the inadequacies of others, or the unfairness in the world, is often just a trap of our own making as we resist looking in the mirror.

One of the ability of humility is the ability to take the second place without striving for self-promotion

One should not interpret 'vyavasthit' (result of scientific circumstantial evidences) as, ‘Nothing is going to happen outside of vyavasthit.’ If we want to say, "[It is] Vyavasthit," then our efforts should be there. It should be our desire to make some effort. Thereafter, whatever efforts vyavasthit makes us do, is correct! The effort [being made] should be sahaj (natural and spontaneous).

One Situated in a situation’ (Avasthit) is ‘causes’ and result of scientific circumstantial evidence (vyavasthit) is an ‘effect’. The energy of avasthit is “causes of action”. The energy of avasthit can be changed, Vyavasthit shakti (result of scientific circumstantial evidence) cannot be changed.

One thing that needs to carry in your pocket, all the time, by going through all the different experiences of life, either on spiritual or religious path or with your daily life is that, unless you experience yourself as God, there are more steps to cover ahead, on the journey called life.

One thing I learned in life, the only true friend you have in this world is your self.

One type of happiness comes from myness and the other type comes from the egoism. They are both mortal happiness & happiness of the original thing (eternal element, the Pure Soul) is immortal.

One view says ‘It (the world) was created’ and another says ‘it happened (automatically)’. ‘It was created’ is the worldly view and ‘it happened’ is the view of Absolute Knowledge (Gnan). If we ask those who believe in “someone created”, ‘do you have any independent control over your bowel movement?’ The answer is, ‘No!’ It is all due to scientific circumstantial evidences.

One who does wrong is considered illusioned (mithyatvi - ignorance of the Self). One who does right is considered enlightened (samkit).

One who knows what he or she knows as well as what he or she does not know is a genius.

One will have to know the Self. Unless Self is known, God [Allah] cannot be attained. The power of Self should be attained. The power of Self is an abode of infinite bliss. There is no unhappiness there at all. This happiness is there even if someone insults you!

One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself, / And whether I come to my own to-day or in ten thousand or ten / million years, / I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait.

Only Give up, When Your Hearts Gives up. (Don't Give up, till your Last Breath)

Only themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves, As souls only understand souls.

Only the weak in spirit causes others pain.

On my fifteenth birthday, I came to realize that the expression spoiled rotten meant exactly that. We kids were the apples of our parents' eyes, and I, for one, was rotting from inside out.

Only you can change your own world. No one else.

Only you can save yourself.

Other’s authority, other’s enjoyments, other’s space; people have become the masters of that which does not belong to the Self. If they become the owners of ‘Self’, there is no death; One is himself, the Absolute Supreme Soul.

One’s Use of Life’, if turns into worldly selfishness is called adharma (irreligion), and if it turns into spiritual selfishness (towards true self) is called dharma (religion).

One who knows the Self, knows God.

One who knows the Self perfectly is blessed with divine powers called God, mother, Sun or fortune etc.. without which success is impossible.

One will become Parmatma [Absolute Supreme Self] only when he becomes aashrit [having shelter of Pure Soul God within, Self Realized] from being nirashrit [the one without shelter].