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and always for more...

And there is no end to it.

Hence our so-called emperors are also beggars.

Nobody is ever satisfied.

But a person who turns in

Suddenly bedtime contented because he comes across

The immeasurable treasure of his own being.

And the glory is so tremendous

The ecstasy so incredible

The joy so overflowing

That not only does it make one contented.

Whosoever comes in contact with such a person

Starts feeling something of the unknown

Something of the mysterious.

That's how masters have been able

To transform millions of people.

They have become aware of their splendor

And everybody who comes close to them

Becomes aware of the splendor

Not only of the master

But finally of his own self also.

The beginning of disciplehood

Is to be aware of the glory of the master.

And the end is to be aware of your own glory.

They are not two different things.

One can be full of justice

Only if one is free from one's mind, otherwise not.

The mind is always prejudiced for or against

Hence it can never be just.

The mind lives with conclusions.

Even before looking at facts it has already decided.

The mind has decided wether there is a god or not.

A few people are atheists, many are theists

But all are in the same boat

The boat of the mind.

They have decided without ever exploring.

That is the way of the mind

It decides without enquiring.

Enquiry needs intelligence.

Enquiry needs tremendous love for truth.

And enquiry needs as a basic requirement

That the mind be put aside so that you

Can look directly without any prejudice

Coloring your eyes.

And that's what meditation is all about.

Putting the mind aside.

Then one is just, always just.

One cannot be unjust, that is impossible.

Be meditative, be more and more meditative

So that you can know what no-mind is.

Out of no-mind blooms the flower of justice.

A divine voice is

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