Principal theses
Anatomy of God"On our planet there are many variations of understanding of the nature of God, of the meaning of our lives and ways of its realization. Different concepts emerged and gave birth to different religious associations of people..."
What is Man "Man is... consciousness, i.e. living energy, capable of self-awareness and that possesses mind and memory..."
The Meaning of Life
"What is the meaning of human life?
In order to understand it, one has to understand first the essence of the Evolution of consciousness..."
What is Love
"Love... manifests Itself as care, tenderness, devotion, self-sacrifice, active service to God, which is realized through service to other people called karma-yoga..."
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Destiny
From south to north there�s uneven land,
Now it�s cold as snow,
now it�s burning sand,
Many trees in the forest, but all are different,
Dark is the night but I am not afraid.
I am living now as God is telling me,
All the good we do will return to us.
Though not right away will attain I peace �
If I only could keep my faith through this!
All the people live by their destinies,
Load from past carrying with them,
What they have sown in their lives �
They are reaping now.
So don�t blame it now on your destiny,
Keep your honor and have faith in God,
Strive to become better than you are,
This is the way to happiness.
And ask God to grant you intelligence,
But ask with all your soul �
and not just with words.
Ask Him to show you the right way,
Which have been known to people
since the ancient times.
Many trees in the forest, but all are different.
Dark is the night but now I am not afraid.
If death calls � then it�s time for me,
But if I am to live a healthy life �
this
is for the good I have done.
N.Nekrasov,
(written down by medium Valentina
Vetrova approximately in 1975) |
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Silent evening forest�
Contours of trees are dim�
Ultimate open space and � Peace.
Peace in waves radiates with Love,
From the depths of the Universe.
And impetuously sinks us in Itself,
Filling with Subtlest Fire,
All living creatures.
All is enveloped in secret�
Earth is falling asleep�
And like a gentle mother
Her beloved children,
With her inner peace
All around
covering�
swaddling�
caressing�
Light breeze singing
Its song to Freedom�
Also quiet in darkness
Hidden flight of birds�
Pines � like temples,
By their power of green,
Penetrate in the concealed
Essence of things�
From pines� smallest needles �
Living aroma�
They silently whisper:
�You are our brother and sister!�.
Forest is alive,
Only sleeping.
And creaks, hardly audible,
White snow underfoot�
And as if time
Slowed down its run�
The body disappears,
There is � only Peace.
Embrace all with yourself!�
Dissolve!�
Become this forest!�
And breathe together with it!�
Become naked like it!�
And let the Stream of Light,
Like the subtlest leaf,
Tear you off the ground,
And you will get carried away�
Over fields and meadows�,
Above sleeping Earth,
Such tender and loving,
Eternally Alive�
And the Subtlest Flame
From the center of Earth
Will fill all with Itself�
And, dissolving in Fire,
You will merge into Me!
And return to your Home�
Written down by Anton Teplyy,
February 2001 |
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By My maya Myself manifesting,
I swaddle you and caress,
And whisper to you gently: �Go!
You are � on My palm. Try not to fall!
Trust Me, I will lead you,
Just don�t be afraid: I go by your side!
Hold Me tight on My hand,
Always strive to merge with Me.
Not everyone can enter this Abode of Mine,
But cast off your fears! You are
on the right Way!
In pleasure or sorrow,
in anguish or anxiety �
Think of God and remember of God!
Say � I LOVE You! � with all your heart:
Then into one Heart shall we merge.
We shall dissolve in this Prema of Mine,
And days full of vanity will stop running��
Revelation, written down
by Anton Teplyy,
February 2001 |
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Eternity�
Calm�
Infinity�
And Sun�
I am submerging�
In the gentle coolness of morning,
In the singing of birds�
Their subtlest trill
Reaches the innermost parts of my heart.
My heart is singing with them
And thawing�
Dew-drops,
String of spider's web,
Sparkling so bright in the rays of sunlight�
And dissolving in Love Revelations,
In ultimate bliss
Playing and thawing.
Mist above ground
With soft languor,
With light veil,
Hiding from sight
Tiny bits of life,
That have just awakened
And smiled at you with a lively caress�
In silence�,
And in depth�,
Disappearing�,
With Eternal Peace
Filling yourself...,
You can hear the steps of God,
His voice full of Love,
Touch of His hand,
Hardly felt�
At the instant like this,
Vanish all doubts!
Anton Teplyy,
April 2001 |
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Silence...
Infinite calm�
Reed whispering silently,
Words about love to us...
Rising sun
Caressing with rays
Smooth surface of a lake,
Like mother, so gently...
Fish splashing,
Birds blissfully singing,
Granting us subtlest peace and comfort...
Mist floating above us,
Like weightless veil,
Freezing in ecstasy,
Dancing and whirling...
Let's become this mist,
Let's take off!
Let's embrace everything!
Let trees and birds
Get immersed in our love!
And caring Lao again
Gives His Kisses to us
From the Infinite Depths.
Embracing,
Caressing and calling
Us to Become like Him � Gentle,
Caressing,
Eternal.
Anton Teplyy,
July 2001 |
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To Become Love
To turn into light mist,
To soar above ground,
And to dissolve in the morning light
Full of Love�
And with every flower,
Grass blade and tiny beetle,
With everything that surrounds us
Merge in embraces!
Anton Teplyy, August 2001 |
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����� Ҹ����, ������ 2001 |
You
Silence�
Floating with bliss
Above boundless expanse of Earth�
Depth
Singing to me its silent song about Love�
Caressing trees, flowers,
Caressing all that You are caressing!
In the dance of Eternity
feeling of �I� disappears
And �not-I� also vanishes
in the Consciousness of You!
Anton Teplyy, August 2001 |
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From Lao (1)
Tomorrow � Service again.
Life � in the Flow of Fire!
Show patience:
Learn from Me!
Written down by Anton Teplyy, October 2001 |
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With blackness of heaven
I was greeted by this morning
I did not get sad at all,
I am sure: there is wisdom in that.
Rain and slush on the ground,
But mist is sparkling in rays of light,
Like a huge fire-bird
In dissolving shadows.
Haze takes off, like bodiless spirit,
How happy he is! He is free!
From habits and passions,
From everyday entanglements!
I want to be released!
I want to become free!
To be able to fly, fly and fly
In the mist at the crack of dawn�
Anton Teplyy, September 1999 |
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You revealed that Flame to us �
Flame of Lord Svarog.
This Flame makes the soul warm �
Fear and anxiety recede.
All the grief It burns away...
Smile then, the road is easy!
Anton Teplyy, November 2000 |
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Get on the Path!
Suffering, grief and sorrow �
All that you had in the past �
Get rid of them � and get on the Path!
But do not forget to take Love with you!
Anton Teplyy,
November 2000 |
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Ringing of the bells
Ringing of the bells � sky�s of amber light!
Ringing of the bells � joy and bliss inside!
Ringing of the bells � has opened all my mind!
Ringing of the bells � it�s sailing in the sky!
Troubles and the grief � everything�s behind...
Ringing of the bells � way should be so kind!
Ringing of the bells � let evil leave my land!
Ringing of the bells � help me to reach the end!
Peal of the bells � oh Lord, forgive my sins!
Peal of the bells � oh Lord, please let me in!
Peal of the bells � the endless Love in Christ!
Death on the cross � for all this came to pass...
Anton Teplyy,
November 2000
(Poem is translated from
Russian by Anatolyy Kostrzhytskyy)
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����� Ҹ����, ������ 2000 |
Going to the Light
Wind rustles my hair �
I am walking on Earth.
Fire burning in Heaven �
This Fire kindled my heart.
I am going away from
evil,
I am going away from
eyes of sorrow,
I am going on my
destiny,
Giving the light to
you.
Death, � wait, stop:
I am
only at the beginning of the Path!...
Passions swirling around...
But everyone is your friend, your sister,
your brother!
Do not judge any of them:
Remember � He is waiting for you!
The Light � It is one for all!
The name of this Light is "Love"!
This Light is the Lord!
And there is no other for us!
Anton Teplyy,
December 2000 |
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����� Ҹ����, ������� 2000 |
The Absolute
I am � in all: I am forests and fields,
I am lucid dawn, the warm sun, and sun light.
I am the current of a river,
I am the mirror-like surface of a lake,
I am a strict Father and tender Mother.
I am the softness of earth which is in your hand,
And snowing cover which lies on the fields.
I am the coolness of a wind and the sound of a brook,
I am the dance of snowflakes
and the fragrance of a flower.
I am the road to home and the true Path.
I am the meaning of life and I am the Essence of life.
I am the Absolute. I am the Creator of Creation.
I am in every consciousness, in every beat of hearts.
I am Tao, Ishvara, Allah, Lord,
Among different names
I am the only One! I am unified!
I am singing of birds
And evening calm,
I am winter frost.
And summer hot.
I am the colors of autumn, and the freshness of spring,
And moonlit night and joyful dreams.
I am the ashes after bonfire and the flame of bonfire,
The mist in the early morning and a
squeak of a mosquito.
I am the blue sky and storm thunder�
Love all this and merge with Me!
Revelation,
written down by Anton Teplyy
in January 2001
(Translated by Anton Teplyy)
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The Ocean of Sathya Sai
The Ocean of Sai!
Your touches are gentle!
You take me into Yourself,
You embrace me with Yourself
and dissolve�
I am disappearing�
In Your Depth�,
In Your Silence�,
In the Eternity of You!
A small drop � has become the Ocean!
Who am I? Where am I?
Anton Teplyy,
September 2002
(Translated by Anton Teplyy)
|
|
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����� Ҹ����,
�������� 2002 |
I love
You!
Touching slightly and gently
I caress with my hand
All living beings
Loved by You.
Submerging tenderly my hands
Into the depth of Yours
I feel You everywhere
And love You!
In every moment on Earth
I keep remembering
That to be with You
Is the only joy!
Svetlana Kravtzova,
July 2002 |
|
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�������� ��������,
���� 2002 |
* * *
In hard times � be with your heart in Me!
Allow it to dissolve in My silence!
In tender sunlight of morning �
stretch your hands to Me!
With My eyes � look at the world of illusions!
Svetlana Eremina,
March 2003 |
|
* * *
� ������, ����� ������, ���� �������
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�������� ������,
���� 2003 |
* * *
I want to embrace You
By stretching my arms into Infinity�
To give all of myself to You, to �die� �
To become that Ocean,
Which is called Eternity!
I want to embrace You with all my heart!
So that I could love and cherish You!
And being in love become You.
Here, beyond �me� there is Infinite Calm!�
In the Ocean of Love � pure, tender and living
My heart is melting, merging with You.
There is no place for separate existence:
Here lives only One Higher Self.
Larisa Vavulina,
December 2000 |
|
* * *
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������� 2000 |
* * *
Huang Di! Huang Di! Huang Di! Huang Di!
You became a guiding star on the Path!
My heart dissolved in You forever,
And in every star it lit up as Love.
These stars that shine in Your depth,
They are in You and they are in me.
I am in the power that gives them
the power to shine!
I am in Love that allowed the universe to be!
Written down by Anna Zubkova,
December 1998 |
|
* * *
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������� 1998 |
Cry from the
Heart
Confined in the prison of the body�
Call for help getting stifled in my chest�
Unable to flap my strong wings�
�Oh, my Savior! Set me free!�
He appears and looks at me softly
Saying: �You are already saved!
This is not a prison or a close cage
Look: there is neither lock nor key!
You are a free bird, remember that!
You fly high and sublime is your flight!
A flap of wings � and you are Free,
Far away from all sorrow and grief!�
Eyes light up with hope from these words:
I will fly away in a flash!
�But I am getting stuck, like before�
Unable to move in the least�
�You must be laughing at me, my Teacher!
Help me, please: I can�t bear that pain!
How can I reach the Abode of Freedom?��
�It is closer than the edge of your wing��
�How can You�?!� � �You are a free bird,
But you hold yourself back by your tail�
He who can�t fall in love with Freedom �
Is unworthy of Freedom for now!�
Stunned by His words of truth
I understood Him at last:
Permission to be Free
I can get only from myself.
Maria Shtill,
November 1997 |
|
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������ 1997 |
* * *
One cannot know design of God
As long as hearts are blind and deaf,
Get all pieces of the puzzle together:
The Truth is hard to find
in the ocean of erroneous opinions!
Do not forget, when coming to the world:
The whole Creations is illusory!
When coming here, do not uproot
Your ties with the Infinity!...
With dazzling white Fire
Burn the burden of the body chains,
And from the other side of the Mirror,
You will conquer both space and time!
Look around in every direction:
There is no limits to �Transmirror Realm�!
Thus there is no point
In looking only at the material world!
Reality is where there is only Him,
And there is no limit to His Love!
You see, it is in Him only that we exist,
Whether we have a body or not!
Written by Maria Shtill,
From the words of David Copperfield
August 1998 |
|
* * *
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������ 1998 |
Teaching You Everywhere
Find Me, recognize Me,
In the diversity of people in a crowd!
Hear Me, see Me
In the kaleidoscope of days!
I am in the silence and in a crush,
In the forest and in the buzz of the city.
Learn to see Me everywhere �
I am always in everyone and in everything!
I am in all, that you can see,
Invisible canvas of everything.
I have woven on Myself
Traceries and laces of Maya...
Here is My Great Masquerade,
Where I have innumerable faces!
Find Me, recognize Me
Under the masque of friend and enemy!
Joy and sorrow, pain and laughter
Are patterns of My carpet.
Take scales of Maya from your eyes:
See Me in everything around you!
Written down by Maria Shtill ,
March 2000 |
|
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���� 2000 |
* * *
We are captives of Power!
What a great luck!
When we realize that there is no choice
Any problem becomes easy to solve,
The right answer gets found right away.
We are captives of Power!
Such a great blessing!
When we recall that death is waiting ahead
All unnecessary gets burned like a paper,
The outer husk falling off.
We are captives of Power!
And this is the reward!
We know that our Path is steep and hard.
Let love and courage be our support!
Because turning back is impossible now!
(About the Teaching of Juan Matus)
Maria Shtill, December 2000 |
|
* * *
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����� �����, ������� 2000 |
To Live � Unaffected by Maya
To give love to the Father �
Means � to live in Him,
To live always, even when
Your body is burning in fire.
Fear and pain recede,
Even death steps back,
If you live in the Father,
And if the Father lives in you.
Learn from Me then,
Having moved death aside �
To live in the dazzling Purity,
To live � unaffected by maya!
Written down by Maria Shtill
from the words of David Copperfield,
June 2001 |
|
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���� 2001 |
From
Lao (2)
There is joy of spring on Earth!
Everything is permeated by sunlight�
Air is pure and transparent,
The gardens are enveloped in pink haze�
All lives are in my hands,
On my palms � flowers and birds!
�I love you!� � heart sings
The song of songs. I am in every speck!�
The fragrant juice of life
Flowing through my hands�
A kiss from primordial depths
Gives the Power of Life to all that is living.
Written down by Maria Shtill,
December 2000 |
|
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������� 2000 |
* * *
You are not a solid body �
you are a cluster of light!
Don�t you see where the Source of life is?
Look at how Beam of Light from Eternity
Turns a paper rose into a live flower.
This Light is a part of Me.
Find luminosity in each cell of your body!
By manifesting you I am manifesting Myself.
So realize yourself as Me inside your body.
Feel your body transforming into Me
Through a flash of Light.
The Fire from within is My Will,
This is � Power of Love.
Realize yourself as this transparent Fire!
This Fire is everything!
It is Eternal and Omnipresent!
It shines out from My intimate depths,
Coming through the worlds.
It is One � for all!
Written down by Anna Zubkova,
December 1998 |
|
* * *
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�������� ����� ��������,
������� 1998 |
* * *
I am One, the Only, I exist eternally,
Infinite in My continual Being.
I am Ishvara, awaiting and receiving
everyone in Myself.
I am what I am, I am also you,
I am Omnipresent!
I am transparent Tenderness,
I am Universal Calm.
I am the Abode, the Home of all
Who are going back Home,
Omnipotent, the Pure Existence,
I am Love of all who reached Me
and became Me!
Written down by Anna Zubkova,
May 1999 |
|
* * *
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�������� ����� ��������,
��� 1999 |
* * *
I am in everyone!
All hearts will dissolve in Me some day!
I am in every heart.
And every heart is in Me:
The Eternal Transparent Fire!
I am in everyone! I embrace all with Myself!
And all worthy ones become Me!
Written down by Anna Zubkova,
from the words of Jesus Christ,
August 1999 |
|
* * *
� � � ������! � � � ������!
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������ 1999 |
Conversation with Jesus
Two thousand years ago
Jesus � Messiah, Christ �
Brought the Teaching of God-the-Father
To people of Earth.
The symbol of His Service � the Cross �
Has lived through the ages,
Conquering space and time.
It is always here on His hands.
Throughout the Eternity
This Cross has been the key to the Abode:
All hard earthly paths
End at its threshold.
I was given my Wings today �
Wings of that Holy Cross,
Behind them are Home and Freedom,
Bliss, Calm and Purity!
Wings of Eternal Divine Love
Spread over the world.
Wonderful gift of Freedom:
Fly high and look around!
I am taking off � what a Bliss!
Eternal Love and Calm!
�But down there on Earth
There are only malice and pain �
Like sharp nails �
Dejection in expressionless eyes,
Like wounds on the body �
Hatred in people�s hearts�
Wounds on the body of God
Carries Earth�
... But having approached the Abode,
I am taking up the Cross.
I am receiving Power �
Power of Father�s Love,
Wishing to fill with it
Empty people�s hearts!
I am accepting Power,
Which always awaits
A heart burning with Love
Which would carry it to the world.
I hear the Jesus� voice:
�This is not your duty or resignation,
This is your choice, remember that!
This is � your decision:
You can stay in the Abode,
Having reached the Ultimate Fire,
Or you may continue your Service,
Taking the Cross from Me.
This is the profound meaning
Of that Sacrificial Path:
Those who walk it to the end
Become Me forever!�
Written down by Anna Zubkova,
December 25, 2020 |
|
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25 ������� 1999 �. |
Invitation of Krishna
You promised to belong to Me
Forever and ever!
I am taking your lips into Mine
And kissing them gently!
And when your heart beats
In Me with your every breath �
I am kissing your eyes
Making them one with Mine.
And all your strings will tremble
Like a birch in the wind
And will infuse in My Pranava �
In the song of My Love!
The infinite hands of Mine
Turned into Flows of Fire.
And flaring up in my Love,
You are merging as Fire with Me.
When will you realize at last:
Every atom is Me in reality!
When will you realize at last:
I am leading your Atman back Home!
I am waiting for you, I love you!
Here is the entrance to My Bridal Chamber!
You are standing naked before Me,
Having cast all akashas off.
Only the Higher Self remains �
The Diamond body of Love.
Where hearts � yours and Mine �
Became One without the other.
Written down by Anna Zubkova
from the words of Krishna,
December 1999 |
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* * *
To fly, to rise above the earth,
Leaving the chains of maya
Where there are only sleeping,
Fatigue and dull existence!�
To shine � with the shine of Love,
And, shining with heart,
To give others the Light of the Father,
And to kindle a dawn in souls!
To sound � like a tight string,
And to become a song in Father's Love,
To touch with the music of the soul,
To call tired hearts!
To create � with dreams!
And then the impossible
Easily becomes possible,
In accordance with the Father's Dream!
To fly � to rise above the ground!
To shine � with the shine of Love!
To sound � like a tight string!
To create � with dreams!
David Copperfield to
Anna Zubkova,
April 2000 |
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������ 2000 |
We
We are � beyond illusions,
In the Heart of that Silence.
We are � Love. Realize this universal �We�!
We are � Intention of God,
We are � Will of the Creator.
And in His Being Our hearts beat.
Where Light is created
by Super-consciousness of �I�,
�Let go� of yourself, dissolve yourself!
That, which is subtler than the Subtlest
and is above all,
Is Transparency, is the Heart
Of His Consciousness.
And in Transparent Consciousness
of that Depth
It�s not �I� anymore, it�s not �Us� anymore.
It is All and it is the Cause of Everything.
From Him and by Him All is created
and lives for Him!
Revelation, written down
by Anna Zubkova, September 2000 |
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�������� 2000 |
* * *
Here, in the deep of My Maya,
In My Creation you were born,
Here I have been dandling you,
Lulling you with tender singing.
For so long! � for many ages �
I have been waiting for to you to grow up�
From one birth to another
I have been leading you up the ladder.
I was giving you days and nights,
I was waking you up at the dawn�
And after touching my tender Love,
You woke up in the shining Light.
You recognized Me at last,
You opened and gave Me your heart,
Here you became My bride,
Here you called Me Beloved.
In the boundless stellar space
Shining with kisses of stars,
I was embracing you with Calm,
Filling you with My Love.
Pearl attire of morning �
Was your wedding veil �
I was untangling the threads of karma,
Revealing your tender shoulders�
You were a bride to Me,
Betrothed to Me only,
We got married in the Fire of Nirvana,
In my light Bridal Chamber.
In the Ocean of Universal Heart,
Where clothes are dropped off from Atmans
We have merged as Endless Love,
Enveloped in Primordial Fire!
� But in the Creation �
The Hands of One Heart
Are dandling My Babies with Pure Love
In their cradles � in the deep of Maya�
Huang Di to Anna Zubkova,
November 2000 |
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������ 2000 |
When You Are in Despair
You cannot betray Me!�
Even when you feel
Like you have fallen down�
Like lying in the abyss
at the mountain foot�
And the whole world
is turning upside down...
And despair is like a wall� �
Remember: I am God of the Universe,
I am in you! I live through you!
Even when you are completely alone,
With no strength to move faster,
And no one needs the love
That you want to give�
Even if your friends are leaving you,
Pursuing other goals,
And it becomes unbearable
Losing dear people� �
You cannot betray Me!
You will reach Me and merge with Me!
Remember: I am Love that is in you!
I am you! I live through you!
Divine Peter
(Written down by Anna Zubkova,
September 2001) |
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Request of God
Like wind dances with grass,
Like rain dances with leaves,
Like sun dances with waves �
Let Me dance with you like this!�
Like spring embraces fields,
Like land embraces sprout,
Like dawn embraces flower �
Let Me embrace you like this!�
Like sunrise kisses sky,
Like smile kisses lips,
Like love kisses hearts �
Let me kiss you like this!�
Become Love and dissolve in Me!�
Let Me dance with you!�
Let Me embrace you!�
Let Me kiss you!�
Maenuel
(Written down by Anna Zubkova, April 2002) |
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From Lao (3)
Morning: birth, dawn�
Kindle the words in your heart:
�I love you, light of the Sun, �
Love over the planet Earth!�
Morning looks, smiling
At calm surface of water �
Dawn is saying: �I love you!�
With singing of birds.
The hands of grass offering
Dew-drops of to the sun.
With tender fragrance
Flowers are saying: �I love you!�
Air around is filled
With tender, dense love�
Bringing kisses in embraces
From flowers to trees.
Look: everything around is alive!
Say to them again: �I love you!�
Wind rocks them like in cradles
And whispers them the secrets of being...
Take everything that is living
In the hands of the fiery heart �
As if in the lake of pure light
Your �I� will dissolve, disappear�
Inside there is only gentle calm
Of purity and transparency,
Where Earth itself is saying:
�What you love with, is Me!�
And One Universal God,
As an Ocean of Love behind the back,
Saying: �Who creates Love �
Is one with Me in his heart!�
Written down by Anna Zubkova,
July 2000 |
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Results
Look! Here is the Path � a shining thread,
Where impeccability is the balancer.
Here is the Path! And at the end �
There is Unity with the Creator Forever!
Here is the Path � like the edge of a blade,
Where every step is a victory over oneself.
The Path is a challenge, a reward,
And only God is with you at every moment.
Here is the Path � without self-pity,
The path of a Warrior against the death.
This Path is as long as lifetime,
The victory is Freedom and Immortality!
Look: here is the Path!
Will you be able to endure It?
To become Wisdom and Love,
to merge with Power?
God is waiting for you!
Do you want to go like this?
Are you able to resolve, to venture?
With smile � against the death!
Every day � like your last battle!
Going as love on the edge of life
To the Creator's Abode � to Unity!
Anna Zubkova,
December 2000 |
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������� 2000 |
* * *
With My infinite wings
I embraced Earth in order to find you.
Look: you have climbed
to the ultimate summit.
Here is the end of all earthly paths!
Wherever you may look,
all roads lead back �
Where there are battles, passions
and commotion...
Here only I exist. I am the Path of Heart.
I opened it for you �
to bring you back to Heaven!
I never call� But wait for you for ages�
I never call. But only wait for you!
I opened wide My infinite Embraces
For you, like an Ocean of Primary Fire!
Eagle �To M.�
(written down by Anna Zubkova, June 2002)
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The Head Wind
Babaji
I send the head wind to those
who have chosen the Straight Path.
It is not for weak souls!
Babaji from Haidakhan
The head wind blows away
the ashes and ignites the heart!
I am sending this wind! I am going toward you!
Do not yield to weakness and fear, do not seek
the ways of escaping!
I am embracing you with My Heart and dissolving
your pain and doubts!
I am hugging you with the Fire of My Love and Power�
And the scraps of ego are burned like old useless rags!
I am taking off the shackles from your heart �
Surrender to My Divine Power!
This is how ore is purged
of slag and becomes pure gold.
Become the purity equal to Me, become
� only Me!
Love will merge with Love and I will become you!
My feet I will make your feet!
With My words I will fill your mouth!
With My Love I will fill your heart!
And let your Path on the Earth become Mine!
(Written down by Anna
Zubkova
in July 2003)
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The following poem
is translated from Russian by Anton Teplyy.
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I Love the Ocean!
I love to embrace and caress the Ocean!
Immerse myself into His eternity and universality�
I love the Ocean! By myriads of hands
I am experiencing His infinity around�
I love the Ocean! The Primordial Self
Washes away, swallows up the borders of me�
I love the Ocean! Having become infinite,
I am holding all living beings on the universal hands!
Anton Teplyy,
July 2005
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