The hell is inside you and around, if you proud.
No matter what you take a pride in, if you are not humble
You can stumble and fall into pieces like a brick.
If your mind is quick, you’d better stick to a simple
Principle of kung-fu – be round like a rolling ball
In all your moves and the enemy will slip with his kick.
Be like water and you will ignore all nocks and locks.
But if you become a mount, high to reach the sky,
You’ll never make a step towards real results in any field.
Even if you build yourself a pedestal of the praise of fools,
Your burning pride is like riding a demon to the abyss,
That cools all ambitions and kaif of self-love and self-respect.
If all meet you with applause, suspect a cheat and a deceit.
Because only God knows what is a true work of light,
Staying for centuries with heavenly copyrights and might.
Galaxy is a family of kin civilizations.
Laws of nature or of God are similar all over the space.
Human nations and alien races grow in the same garden
As flowers of the same origin and fate. Eden and Adam
Is our common source, because human seeds like weeds
Spread with the cosmic hurricanes through astral planes.
The 34 lines in my verses are my years of contemplation
And the ninth Fibonacci number, Neptune, meditation.
The twenty fist year of my life was a burst of inner light.
Now I am fifty five, the sum of the previous two. And
A Fibonacci number too. This ratio is golden proportion.
I’ve passed the Path and now describe it in the Internet.
For any one who finds my verses by keywords – nirvana,
Zen ...Otherwise any words are just a net. Enlightenment
Is very simple, if you get the point, then come ethical
And other problems you have to solve for the lucky end.
Satori, illumination doesn’t mean neglect of karma. Good
And evil are quite real, even if two inches off the ground.
I’ve found all to be one and now send you to dharma.