Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation... Tooting, howling, screeching, booming, crashing, whistling, grinding, and trilling bolster his ego. His anxiety subsides. His inhuman void spreads monstrously like a gray vegetation.
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In deep meditation the flow of concentration is continuous like the flow of oil.
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Meditation brings wisdom; lack of mediation leaves ignorance. Know well what leads you forward and what hold you back, and read more
Meditation brings wisdom; lack of mediation leaves ignorance. Know well what leads you forward and what hold you back, and choose the path that leads to wisdom.
Happy the heart that keeps its twilight hour,
And, in the depths of heavenly peace reclined,
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Happy the heart that keeps its twilight hour,
And, in the depths of heavenly peace reclined,
Loves to commune with thoughts of tender power,--
A shining Jacob's-ladder of the mind!
Meditation is the tongue of the soul and the language of our spirit.
Meditation is the tongue of the soul and the language of our spirit.
Meditation is the tongue of the soul and the language of our spirit
Meditation is the tongue of the soul and the language of our spirit
Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and read more
Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and learning wiser grow without his books.
