Getting frustrated, irritated, snapping at small things -
Go deep into gut-level, face-to-the-floor grief,
Where the inner being lies.
Get to the source of it all,
Go under the unconscious,
Deep beneath the pain and hell and terror,
And die. Let yourself die there.
After death you’ll rise,
At peace. You’ll still breathe,
But now, you are the breath,
Not the mind. Nothing terrifies you now.
The death of the self is the gateway
To Heaven on Earth. Simply created
Oneness. No desire, no fear, just
Being. Consciousness. Bliss.
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