Heaven and Earth last forever.
Why do heaven and Earth last forever?
They are unborn,
So ever living.
The sage stays behind, thus he is ahead.
He is detached, thus at one with all.
Through selfless action, he attains fulfillment.
Translated by Gia Fu Feng
Commentary on Song_007
This omnipresent state of a sage which i have not personally experienced.
When i have experienced this state let it be commented upon.
The valley spirit never dies;
It is the woman, primal mother.
Her gateway is the root of heaven and Earth.
It is like a veil barely seen.
Use it; it will never fail.
Translated by Gia Fu Feng
Commentary on Song_006
Have you ever seen the flowing river?
Felt the river swung with its rhythm?
Everlasting ever flowing river gushes inside us.
What should i name it?
Mother the virgin; lover the virgin; sister the virgin.
Sans taste sans color sans smell.
With her; in her; one with her.
One tastes without tasting; smells without smelling; sees without seeing.
Why should i name it the mother?
What is of to you if i name it devil?
Ah! How can i name the nameless?
But they need names prefer it being a mantra.
Divine let me use the names used.
Be a Roman when you are at Rome.
This body may decay; Rivers may drain; Mountains may tumble
Remember your body can be killed not the spirit.
Guru Lao tze whispers "The valley spirit never dies"
Fools say all is perishable they know not the spirit.
Unto you i say look in; look in; look without looking.
The day pinned with conspicuous vibes.
A feel of thousand and thousand needle pricks.
That stirs each and every pore.
Great spa, masseuse can't do it.
Enormous infinite current sweeps through.
Look at the way it moves with its tributaries.
Exuberant light untamed flowing through.
Every string of my nerves is kissed.
Realized by the pellucid sensuous being.
Ah! Glorious is its flow.
Call it river; spring; dragon; serpent; holy spirit.
Ah! Immaculate is its nature.
Purest of the pure; Holiest of the holy.
Ah! Sensuous is its touch.
Holy Mother of the divine.
What color i would call it? I don't know.
What words will count it? I don't know.
What matter it consists of? I don't know.
Where it came from? I don't know.
Who placed it within me? I do know.
Grace of gurus feet is true.
Immense and humble gratitude to my guru.
To all those generous pure loving spirits.
Comes with known and unknown fragrances.
Showering blessings and ecstasy at every breath.
Who made this possible?.
Grace of guru's feet is true.
Know the root then knowledge will beg for you.
There lies the mother from the mother.
It's asleep let it wake up.
She knows to reach the crown.
Then you see for yourself.
Ecstasy she creates for you is immeasurable.
Spirituality is not all the silence preached about.
Pity they sit hours and hours keeping their mouth shut.
Pathetic they strain every knot of the tendons.
Spirituality is not rejuvenation of body alone.
Outburst of joy held in bosom—heard cries in ecstasy.
Overwhelming tears of bliss—seen laughs in ecstasy.
Raise of serpent makes them dance jump and yell.
He wakes the serpent at his glance and he is THE GURU.
Seen hell a lot of hypocrites—bloody egoists swindling people.
Forsake the fake search for the truth.
And i can tell if you're of truth search is not in vain.
Truth beholds you none other but guru.
Books decorated in ornaments are malice.
Knowledge devoid of experience is debris.
They know all scriptures know not the mother.
They say all mantra-poojas know not the mother.
They strain all their muscles know not the mother.
Oh! Fools mother is the all.
Nature tends its weave despair not
Cling to guru what may?
Cling to guru what may?
Cling to guru what may?
One day mother will cling to you.
Its true mother will cling to you.
Dao: Song_005
Heaven and Earth are impartial;
They see the ten thousand things as straw dogs.
The wise are impartial;
They see the people as straw dogs.
The space between heaven and Earth is like a bellows.
The shape changes but not the form;
The more it moves, the more it yields.
More words count less.
Hold fast to the center.
Translated by Gia Fu Feng
Commentary on Song_005
The serpent is serpent whether it's at crown or crux.
Can dragon be partial to crown and crux?
It sprints to crown and showers; creeps to crust and sleeps.
It knows better when it has too—It's unbiased.
A true sage slithering and showering remain unbiased.
Beings are made to act in the mess
Mess is the being and being is the mess
They laugh unaware being laughed at
They cry unaware, they were there to cry
They command unaware they are being commanded
Manipulators of the manipulator are in turn manipulated by what is being manipulated
Fools! It's already a mess and its more messed up.
Brains know not that they are mere puppets.
So much of shit, blood and sweat are inside the body.
But they bathe to wash the dirt before entering temples.
They drench their souls with all the dirt.
And they talk about going to synagogues.
They will not give a penny to their brothers.
But they donate millions to the church.
Hypocrites! What do you think you receive by objective sacrifices?
What do you think you receive by your objective poojas, mantras and prayers?
Remember you are not judged by how many millions you give to god.
Its how many millions of seconds you are with god.
Good and evil keeps quarrelling—Knows not the unbiased serpent.
Love and hate keeps quarrelling—Knows not the unbiased serpent.
The existence in itself is a trauma. It cries, loves and jumps.
Will then a serpent cry, love and jump to whims and fancies.
One may consider values and good-deeds has virtue.
Does the Dao need a virtue?
One may consider ideologies and aims are to attained.
Does the Dao need an attainment?
One may consider religious practices and scriptures for salvation.
Does the Dao need a salvation?
One may consider books and experience for knowledge.
Does the Dao need knowledge?
For the wise it's all a mere drama—Knows the unbiased serpent.
The Dao does not need virtue, attainment, salvation, knowledge, pride, etc.
The space between crown and crest is hollow.
The shape between crown and crest changes.
But the serpent traveling to and fro never change in its form.
The gush with which it moves tells the force.
Even its single movement is very much counted upon.
It's the millions of seconds you're with god.
A word doesn't count. Why then to utter?
Let it move. Let it keep moving.
Be natural and free. It will move spontaneously and freely.
Let it move. Let it keep moving.
Remember to hold-fast to the center.
See what happens?
Dao: Song_004
The Tao is an empty vessel; it is used, but never filled.
Oh, unfathomable source of ten thousand things!
Blunt the sharpness,
Untangle the knot,
Soften the glare,
Merge with dust.
Oh, hidden deep but ever present!
I do not know from whence it comes.
It is the forefather of the gods.
Translated by Gia Fu Feng
Commentary on Song_004
Can I fill something that is hollow?
Dried spring can be filled.
Can an ever-flowing spring be filled?
Both the ends are open—How do I fill it?
What does it do when it raises and lowers?
Blunts and sharpens the tool—As it acts on its own.
Intensifies and softens the gaze—As it acts on its own.
Burdens and unburdens the load—As it acts on its own.
Tangles and untangles the maze—As it acts on its own.
It acts on its own: It is the source of all intelligence.
When it raises to the crown it merges,
Not only with dust, with everything that it comes across.
It's always an unrequited lover
It keeps loving and loving
It's always hungry
It can never be satiated
It keeps merging and mixing
It's the most passionate lover that can ever exist
It keeps longing and ever wanting.
It's so graceful and gorgeous you can't help loving it.
It's so voluptuous and wholesome you can't resist biting it.
It's so slender and fast you can't help holding it to your bosom.
Oh! It's the most perverted lover.
You can never judge what it can do to you.
Oh god! One feels complete with it: Nonetheless, Nonethmore.
What more does a being require?
Chase—Power! Money! Sex! Religion! Principles! Ideologies!
I see people running after, all that are perishable.
Come and rest in the Dao: The imperishable fruit.
But remember one can never posses it, as and by, it possesses you.
It's THE NATURE
It's THE Dao
It's THE THING
One who tries to define it fools himself.
It can never be defined.
It can only be felt.
Ah! it's so magnanimous.
It's all for the one who felt it.
What it did can be told?
What it does can be told?
What it will do—can also be told?
Alas! It in itself can never be told.
There isn't any SAGE who has not fallen in love with it.
There isn't any SIDHA who has not fallen in love with it.
There isn't any BUDDHA who has not fallen in love with it.
There isn't any SAINT who has not fallen in love with it.
Yet, they all remain unrequited for her love.
Gifted is the one who beholds with it; in it; and for it.
Remember! It's the root of all that exist.
It the god of all gods
It's the source! It's the source! It's the source!
IT REMAINS AND IT WILL ALWAYS REMAIN:
| The uncrowned queen of all the worlds known and unknown |
Dao: Song_003
Not exalting the gifted prevents quarreling.
Not collecting treasures prevents stealing.
Not seeing desirable things prevents confusion of the heart.
The wise therefore rule by emptying hearts and stuffing bellies, by weakening ambitions and strengthening bones.
If men lack knowledge and desire, then clever people will not try to interfere.
If nothing is done, then all will be well.
Translated by Gia Fu Feng
Commentary on Song_003
A winner is in a dire need of a loser.
He almost begs for a loser to exist—to keep him winning?
One who is addicted to winning is desperate of a loser.
One who is addicted to losing is desperate of a winner.
If there aren't any losers how can one win?
If there aren't any buyers how can one sell?
Why should one be exalted? Why should one accept exaltation?
Is life the pursuit of desires alone?
If so, I keep pursuing as long as there is something to be pursued.
Didn't I keep pursuing divinity as I wandered in the woods?
Tell me the moment I have not desired?
Tell me the moment I have ceased thinking?
Yes, when I am the great listener I don't desire. Do I?
Listen, see without discernment.
Hop, sing entwined with nature.
There is birth of dance; birth of song.
It's not a pre-planned extravaganza.
It's elegant, simple and creative on its own?
What happens? Happens on its own.
Yes, when I am the great watcher I don't desire. Do I?
Desire if crushed takes another form.
If again crushed takes one another form.
One can't overcome desire? One can only be devoid of desire?
Being inherent one becomes natural and simple.
Action born out of inherent nature dissipates desire.
Unknowingly swirling in the current lacks freedom; bound to cause and effect.
Knowingly swirling in the current is the purity of purpose.
Purpose completed: Pull yourself into silence.
Sit quiet, the secret will unfold within you?
Sit still like a mountain a river will start flowing within you.
Ought not forget: One is rich only if poor exist?
If poor cease the pursuit? Can I be rich anymore?
And in the words of PRINCE JESUS:
| "Again I say to you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God." |
| [Matthew 19:24] |
Dao: Song_002
Under heaven all can see beauty as beauty only because there is ugliness.
All can know good as good only because there is evil.
Therefore having and not having arise together.
Difficult and easy complement each other.
Long and short contrast each other:
High and low rest upon each other;
Voice and sound harmonize each other;
Front and back follow one another.
Therefore the sage goes about doing nothing, teaching no-talking.
The ten thousand things rise and fall without cease,
Creating, yet not.
Working, yet not taking credit.
Work is done, then forgotten.
Therefore it lasts forever.
Translated by Gia Fu Feng
Commentary on Song_002
How will i feel warmth? If warmth is only what i have known?
The greatness of warmth is realised only in presence of bitter cold?
Can water flow from mountain if there is no valley?
Prey should be there for a preadtor to exist?
If i have never felt Dao? Do i realize the harmony in light and dark?
Nature storms and breezes? Why should it?
Why should it not keep breezing alone? Will then, do i know what storm is?
The value of the one is known only when the valueless is known.
What does the Sage do?
Praise light? Despise dark?
Kiss love? Sting hate?
Who are thy to rule nature?
Who are thy to order nature?
Does nature allow itself to change?
Or the Sage changes the course of nature?
Does the father in heaven order me? Or i order the father?
Humbleness[SAGE] sit and watch the divine governance?
A Sage beholding the truth knows the art of watching?
A Sage beholding the truth knows the art of listening?
A Sage beholding the truth knows the art of ceasing?
Watch, listen, and cease from action?
Then it happens unto you the birth of supreme action?
The divine acts within if it's thy purpose?
The unceased action creates chaos in the world?
The ceased action creates bliss in the world?
The one who invokes miracle is a witch.
The one who allows miracle to happen through him is The Sage.
God will: Pose of a sage is that of Great Himalayas.
It acts but unknown to the acted upon—The Sage.
Dao: Song_001
The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao
The name that can be named is not the eternal name
The nameless is the beginning of heaven and Earth
The named is the mother of the ten thousand things
Ever desireless, one can see the mystery
Ever desiring, one sees the manifestations
These two spring from the same source but differ in name; this appears as darkness.
Darkness within darkness
The gate to all mystery
Translated by Gia Fu Feng
Commentary on Song_001
It's possible to explain sexual feelings to an adult?
Is it possible to explain sexual feelings to a three-years old?
Thing should have been felt to understand?
Basics of maths can be explained with set of pre-defined invariable parameters?
Can Dao the ever varying parameter can be expalined with pre-set parameters?
It's the very nature of Dao to keep changing?
One should have felt Dao in first-hand to understand its leashing.
One who have felt, realised Dao in the first hand feel its manifestation everywhere?
Two streams of gushing force raises up to the peak like a whoofing serepent?
Now, Can you see the darkness? What is there beyond darkness is the realm to all.
The darkness remains the gateway to all mystery.
In communion with Jesus
The world is forbidden the truth. Truth remains elusive.
Oh! Folks realize love is born out of purity. The sanctified oneness is love. Being in the oneness is love. It’s not compassion. It’s not kindness. It’s the true nature of mankind—kindness and compassion is adulteration of love. Religions tend to weave all kinds of illusions in the minds of people foreboding them from realizing the truth. Religions and divine groups should realize revealing truth within mankind is the cause rather than preaching their truths. Each and every religion keeps proclaiming that their religion has the highest virtue. And now the society seems to be flocked with groups trying to segregate the divineness among them. It has become the count: No.of people dwelling in a cult. Religion and divine groups have led more people far from realizing the truth. They are the actual cause for poverty, war and epidemic. Major religion in a country rules the country. They are the actual creators of wars. Initially they poison the child and then they do the compassionate work of healing the child. Hypocrites! They advertise the way they healed the child in all Media. But they never expose how they poisoned the child.
The whole world is poisoned with religions and groups. They kill the god to preach ego-defined god.
Grace of Prince Jesus
Grace of Guru Sivavakkiar
