Dhamma

Perception or recognition; all made by heart. Heart the unconscious mind; remains incomprehensible all the same. Guides who we say heart. Speak not of untruth; unaware of that heart; pain may follow. For the heart is wise enough; that leads towards peace. Act with heart. Give to the world that you wished to have. Ignored heart then lets pleasure pull you as a fox who pulls the cart of your conscious; suffering then follows.

Supreme ruler, the heart is. Surrender yourself. See calmness arise. Let the heart become the guiding light; happiness then follows. Let it become your shadows, never will you feel alone.

For when you attach yourself; to other's deeds. Of what happens to you. Then hatred and anger arises. Let things happen of its own accord. And let self dissolve as mere dream. For the self is neither the mind nor the body.

Those who remain unattached. Those who understands the cause of their deeds. As other's suffering seem similar to you. Only compassion remains then. For they themselves are helpless. For an unwise man can do nothing; But live on its own beliefs. Thus our hatred is stilled.

Hatred yet never dispelled hate. Only non-hatred does. Of what that we call love. Only love dispells hate. This an eternal Truth. For Truth always prevails.

You too shall pass one day. Knowing that; how can you quarrel ? Those who don't realize this, remains in hatred. But those who do, never quarrels for their fate. For everything is Impermanent. And everything shall pass one day.

Maya of the world. Of the dream that we are living. Those who remain attached to that dream. And live for the pleasure of themselves. Remains weak and lazy. As the wind who breaks a weak tree.

The dream world does not affect those who does not seek mere satisfaction of the senses of the mind. Those who live a balanced life. Those who understand the effects of their deeds. Lives a life full of energy and peace. Maya then cannot touch the man who is strong as the mountain forever still.

One who does not understands the truth of his own being. One who not sees self control as necessary to not cause harm to other beings. Does not deserves the fruits that are given to him by nature as birth's will. For he returns nothing of the nature given to him.

One who speaks the truth and acts with his truth. And lives not by the mind. For he understands he is not the mind. One who understands the laws and the dharma. Truly deserves the fruits of being.

When things unnecessary are seen as necessary. For they are the clinging of the mind. The mind convinces you to see then the necessary as not. Then the convincing becomes the wrong resolve. Wrong that does not bring harmony to nature. And disturbs the peace.

Those who do not cling to the mind. Those who see the truth for themselves. As obvious as all there is. Sees the necessary as necessary. And does their duty as a right resolve.

The mind who has not understood his inert nature. The mind which seeks sensory pleasures. So the man who could not see his deeds to be entirely his. So the man who believes his dreams to be his. Like a home whose walls are weaks where rain sweeps.

Passion thus desire does not hold to one who sees. His deeds. His beliefs. Who masters his mind. So becomes a home whose walls are strong where rain never sweeps.

As a thief who grieves and hides his own loot. Never he wanted to be looted himself. He grieves of his wrong doing. Of what he never wanted himself to be.

Of what can harm you. When your deeds are pure. And the intentions themselves. One who does right doing not for self but of the world. Lives with happiness all times for he never griefs.

He remains in sorrow. For he knows he's done wrong. Yet never accepts his deeds. Troubles here hereafter. To the wrong doer he believes. With troubles he made himself; he may go hell; troubling all the more.

He remains in love. For he knows he's done good. Deserving he feels of all he has. Yet believes in his good deeds. With delight he feels himself; he may go heaven; feeling delight ever more.

Of what you know you may never do; like a headless man you become. One day your life may become a lie as you lie to yourself that you'd never overcome. Who keeps looking at others deeds but never of his own. Who does not performs his duty never enrich others life.

Nothing is superior than the universal dhamma. To that we all recite upon. Whose mind lives in silence. Who neither clings of passion nor believes himself to be the mind. Only he who performs his duty enriches others life.