You entice me constantly, you never get tired.
You distract me from reality then you rip me away from my Beloved.
You make sure there's a wall between Him and I, you guard that wall with your life.
You take away the little wealth I gathered, now I'm broke. I have nothing to show for myself.
You make sure I feel disgusted at myself, even if I've felt false pleasure for a second.
The path was clear and you made it treacherous and murky...I've fallen off many times.
But kaam, this is your job; you were assigned these duties and you're doing a pretty damn good job of it may I say so!
Monday, May 31, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
What Is a Soul Bride to Do?
What is there to say, what is there to do?
What can I say about your virtues? What can I say about your infiniteness? Your power? Your love and unconditional care?
Nothing really....but who am I?
I am virtueless. My limit is finite.
I miss you. I have no one else to blame but myself.
When can I be with you again?
When will I see you again?
When will everything start to make sense again?
All I know is that I miss you.
Please love me for better or for terribly, imaginably, infinitely WORSE.
I'm sorry dear friend. All I want is your friendship again.
I'm sorry my beloved, when can I feel your love again?
Again and again and again.
What can I say about your virtues? What can I say about your infiniteness? Your power? Your love and unconditional care?
Nothing really....but who am I?
I am virtueless. My limit is finite.
I miss you. I have no one else to blame but myself.
When can I be with you again?
When will I see you again?
When will everything start to make sense again?
All I know is that I miss you.
Please love me for better or for terribly, imaginably, infinitely WORSE.
I'm sorry dear friend. All I want is your friendship again.
I'm sorry my beloved, when can I feel your love again?
Again and again and again.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
The Rise and Fall of an Era
The man who everyone feared, loved and adored: he fell. He fell so hard.
He hit rock bottom, now prides himself on endless bottoms ups and all you can eat wings.
Sad, sad, sad.
The girl who wore the tallest turban, the tallest of them all. Everyone adored her and her donned turban. What an inspiration! What guts! How does her head stay up?
Well....she followed suit...she fell. She fell harder and faster than them all.
She now prides herself on a porn star image. Day by day, she is ruined. Yet everyone remembers her old self? Why do they praise it? I do not understand. I dont think I ever will.
Sad, sad, saddest.
We stand on the other side not realizing how easy it is to trip and fall. Do not think it cannot happen. Do not think you cant be stripped of your glory. What you have pride in now may shift and take a deadly form. Be thankful for where you are, do not pride yourself. Pride will lead to your downfall. Take the shelter of your Guru like a beggar...you, afterall, are nothing.
He hit rock bottom, now prides himself on endless bottoms ups and all you can eat wings.
Sad, sad, sad.
The girl who wore the tallest turban, the tallest of them all. Everyone adored her and her donned turban. What an inspiration! What guts! How does her head stay up?
Well....she followed suit...she fell. She fell harder and faster than them all.
She now prides herself on a porn star image. Day by day, she is ruined. Yet everyone remembers her old self? Why do they praise it? I do not understand. I dont think I ever will.
Sad, sad, saddest.
We stand on the other side not realizing how easy it is to trip and fall. Do not think it cannot happen. Do not think you cant be stripped of your glory. What you have pride in now may shift and take a deadly form. Be thankful for where you are, do not pride yourself. Pride will lead to your downfall. Take the shelter of your Guru like a beggar...you, afterall, are nothing.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Tough Love
I've been thrashed, thwarted, kicked around and took it to heart with so much negativity.
But with His grace, I realized, what a gift! What a gift it is to serve you while our ego is being thrashed and thwarted! But STILL but STILL I complain! But STILL I get depressed! The irony!
I've felt unlucky for so long...how? How could I have felt unlucky when you constantly gave me your hand!? Oh Waheguru! Bless us with your love, your seva, your charan, your darshan, your naam, your, your, YOU, YOU, YOU!
When no one cares, when no one even knew my name, no one is in love with me, no one wants me, when I get beat down, down, down...
ham rulathae firathae koee baath n pooshathaa gur sathigur sang keerae ham thaapae
I was rolling around in the dirt, and no one cared for me at all. In the Company of the Guru, the True Guru, I, the worm, have been raised up and exalted.
dhann dhann guroo naanak jan kaeraa jith miliai chookae sabh sog santhaapae 4 5 11 49
Blessed, blessed is the Guru of servant Nanak; meeting Him, all my sorrows and troubles have come to an end. 4 5 11 49
Blessed Blessed Blessed is Guru Nanak Dev Sahib Ji!
Blessed is the time when I will realize that there is no I but there is YOU and only YOU.
Because without YOU, who am I!?
Pauree:
Serve the Immaculate Lord God, and meditate on the Lord's Name.
Join the Society of the Holy Saints, and be absorbed in the Lord's Name.
O Lord, glorious and great is service to You; I am so foolish
- please, commit me to it. I am Your servant and slave; command me, according to Your Will.
As Gurmukh, I shall serve You, as Guru has instructed me. 2
Please commit me to it. Now is the time! There may not be any other time. Time is running, running, running...
But with His grace, I realized, what a gift! What a gift it is to serve you while our ego is being thrashed and thwarted! But STILL but STILL I complain! But STILL I get depressed! The irony!
I've felt unlucky for so long...how? How could I have felt unlucky when you constantly gave me your hand!? Oh Waheguru! Bless us with your love, your seva, your charan, your darshan, your naam, your, your, YOU, YOU, YOU!
When no one cares, when no one even knew my name, no one is in love with me, no one wants me, when I get beat down, down, down...
ham rulathae firathae koee baath n pooshathaa gur sathigur sang keerae ham thaapae
I was rolling around in the dirt, and no one cared for me at all. In the Company of the Guru, the True Guru, I, the worm, have been raised up and exalted.
dhann dhann guroo naanak jan kaeraa jith miliai chookae sabh sog santhaapae 4 5 11 49
Blessed, blessed is the Guru of servant Nanak; meeting Him, all my sorrows and troubles have come to an end. 4 5 11 49
Blessed Blessed Blessed is Guru Nanak Dev Sahib Ji!
Blessed is the time when I will realize that there is no I but there is YOU and only YOU.
Because without YOU, who am I!?
Pauree:
Serve the Immaculate Lord God, and meditate on the Lord's Name.
Join the Society of the Holy Saints, and be absorbed in the Lord's Name.
O Lord, glorious and great is service to You; I am so foolish
- please, commit me to it. I am Your servant and slave; command me, according to Your Will.
As Gurmukh, I shall serve You, as Guru has instructed me. 2
Please commit me to it. Now is the time! There may not be any other time. Time is running, running, running...
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Doomsday
I'm so sick and tired of sitting on the sidelines and just watching.
Time is ticking away. There's not much time left.
Nothing has been accomplished. Everyday is just empty repitition.
When will I meet You, O my Beloved Lord?
When will change come? When will I awaken from this sleep?
This is my condition:
His service is insignificant, but his demands are very great.
He does not obtain the Mansion of the Lord's Presence, but he says that he has arrived there1
He competes with those who have been accepted by the Beloved Lord.
This is how stubborn the false fool is! 1Pause
He wears religious robes, but he does not practice Truth.
He says that he has found the Mansion of the Lord's Presence, but he cannot even get near it. 2
He says that he is unattached, but he is intoxicated with Maya.
There is no love in his mind, and yet he says that he is imbued with the Lord. 3
Says Nanak, hear my prayer, God:
I am silly, stubborn and filled with sexual desire - please, liberate me! 4
I gaze upon the glorious greatness of the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan.
You are the Giver of Peace, the Loving Primal Being. 1 Second Pause 1 7
He says that he has found the Mansion of the Lord's Presence, but he cannot even get near it. 2
He says that he is unattached, but he is intoxicated with Maya.
There is no love in his mind, and yet he says that he is imbued with the Lord. 3
Says Nanak, hear my prayer, God:
I am silly, stubborn and filled with sexual desire - please, liberate me! 4
I gaze upon the glorious greatness of the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan.
You are the Giver of Peace, the Loving Primal Being. 1 Second Pause 1 7
It's all talk. All show, no go. Nothing has actually been done...yet. There's a tiny bit of hope though. A longing for gain. All I really want is Him in the end, no matter how blindsided I get. Desires are temporary and they can be fulfilled at anytime with little effort. Now is the time to work hard for what truly matters.
Now, what efforts should I make?
How can I dispel the anxieties of my mind? How can I cross over the terrifying world-ocean? 1Pause
Obtaining this human incarnation, I have done no good deeds; this makes me very afraid!
In thought, word and deed, I have not sung the Lord's Praises; this thought worries my mind. 1
I listened to the Guru's Teachings, but spiritual wisdom did not well up within me; like a beast, I fill my belly.
Says Nanak, O God, please confirm Your Law of Grace; for only then can I, the sinner, be saved. 2 4 9 13 58 4 93
How can I dispel the anxieties of my mind? How can I cross over the terrifying world-ocean? 1Pause
Obtaining this human incarnation, I have done no good deeds; this makes me very afraid!
In thought, word and deed, I have not sung the Lord's Praises; this thought worries my mind. 1
I listened to the Guru's Teachings, but spiritual wisdom did not well up within me; like a beast, I fill my belly.
Says Nanak, O God, please confirm Your Law of Grace; for only then can I, the sinner, be saved. 2 4 9 13 58 4 93
Please please please grace me!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
I Have More Followers Than You!
One day, Maya said to Parmatma "In this world, I have more followers and worshippers than you". Parmatma replied, "really now? we shall see..."
Parmatma then dressed up as a Saadhu, or saint, and visited a poor man's house. The poor man welcomed the holy being into his home and offered him vacancy for the night. Parmatma agreed but only on the condition that he stayed in a room that is cut off from the outside world and that he would be the only one in that empty room. The poor man agreed and Parmatma locked himself in for the night.
A little while later (surprise, surprise) Maya decided to also visit this poor man so she dressed herself up as a beautiful woman...she looked quite attractive. When she arrived at the poor man's house he was breathtaken by her beauty. She drank from a golden cup which she then threw to the ground. The poor man picked it up and then handed it to her saying, "hey...you dropped this," to which she then replied, "no no my friend...this is your cup now".
"For realz!?" the poor man thought, "she gives me golden gifts! She must stay here!"
The poor man then preceded to ask Maya if she wanted to stay at his house, but she asked for an empty room which was isolated from the outside world. "I have only one room that fits your desire but a holy Saadhu is living there," he explained.
Without much convincing, the poor man decided to kick the Saadhu out since this enticing woman would provide him with luxury.
When Maya and Parmatma met, they instantly recognized eachother despite their outer forms.
"HA, I told you so...you just got kicked out of this guys house cause he likes me more," Maya chuckled, "this proves that I have more worshippers than you!"
Alas, it is true...we poor mortal beings are always enticed and pursuaded by Maya, we prefer her over Waheguru. She provides us with comforts, luxuries, and a false sense of belonging. May we find strength in us to become the slaves of Waheguru, not Maya.
(Story told by my Mata Ji who heard it in katha once...forgive me but I've spiced it up a bit...I hope the moral hasn't changed)
Parmatma then dressed up as a Saadhu, or saint, and visited a poor man's house. The poor man welcomed the holy being into his home and offered him vacancy for the night. Parmatma agreed but only on the condition that he stayed in a room that is cut off from the outside world and that he would be the only one in that empty room. The poor man agreed and Parmatma locked himself in for the night.
A little while later (surprise, surprise) Maya decided to also visit this poor man so she dressed herself up as a beautiful woman...she looked quite attractive. When she arrived at the poor man's house he was breathtaken by her beauty. She drank from a golden cup which she then threw to the ground. The poor man picked it up and then handed it to her saying, "hey...you dropped this," to which she then replied, "no no my friend...this is your cup now".
"For realz!?" the poor man thought, "she gives me golden gifts! She must stay here!"
The poor man then preceded to ask Maya if she wanted to stay at his house, but she asked for an empty room which was isolated from the outside world. "I have only one room that fits your desire but a holy Saadhu is living there," he explained.
Without much convincing, the poor man decided to kick the Saadhu out since this enticing woman would provide him with luxury.
When Maya and Parmatma met, they instantly recognized eachother despite their outer forms.
"HA, I told you so...you just got kicked out of this guys house cause he likes me more," Maya chuckled, "this proves that I have more worshippers than you!"
Alas, it is true...we poor mortal beings are always enticed and pursuaded by Maya, we prefer her over Waheguru. She provides us with comforts, luxuries, and a false sense of belonging. May we find strength in us to become the slaves of Waheguru, not Maya.
(Story told by my Mata Ji who heard it in katha once...forgive me but I've spiced it up a bit...I hope the moral hasn't changed)
Monday, June 15, 2009
The Lord Incarnated
Dhan Dhan Guru Arjan Dev Sahib Ji Maharaj!
jab lo nehee bhaag lilaar oudhai thab lo bhramathae firathae bahu dhaayo
As long as the destiny written upon my forehead was not activated, I wandered around lost, running in all directions.
kal ghor samudhr mai booddath thae kabehoo mitt hai nehee rae pashuthaayo
I was drowning in the horrible world-ocean of this Dark Age of Kali Yuga, and my remorse would never have ended.
thath bichaar yehai mathuraa jag thaaran ko avathaar banaayo
O Mat'huraa, consider this essential truth: to save the world, the Lord incarnated Himself.
japayo jina arajun dhaev guroo fir sankatt jon garabh n aayo 6
Whoever meditates on Guru Arjun Dayv, shall not have to pass through the painful womb of reincarnation ever again. 6
Oh my mind...meditate on Him, never forgetting.
Meditate on the One who has sacrificed everything.
Meditate on His beautiful and radiant presence.
Your protector, your love, your everything.
As long as the destiny written upon my forehead was not activated, I wandered around lost, running in all directions.
kal ghor samudhr mai booddath thae kabehoo mitt hai nehee rae pashuthaayo
I was drowning in the horrible world-ocean of this Dark Age of Kali Yuga, and my remorse would never have ended.
thath bichaar yehai mathuraa jag thaaran ko avathaar banaayo
O Mat'huraa, consider this essential truth: to save the world, the Lord incarnated Himself.
japayo jina arajun dhaev guroo fir sankatt jon garabh n aayo 6
Whoever meditates on Guru Arjun Dayv, shall not have to pass through the painful womb of reincarnation ever again. 6
Oh my mind...meditate on Him, never forgetting.
Meditate on the One who has sacrificed everything.
Meditate on His beautiful and radiant presence.
Your protector, your love, your everything.
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