Is my mother my mother, as we are forever being born at the same time in different places light years apart?...

Before and after the now, I am what I am. In the now, I am who I am. What is the unmanifested, potentially every thing. Who is the What manifested by the breath of life. In the circle of life, I am eternally What and temporarily Who. The sound of Who is made by shaping our mouth into a small circle and thrusting the air from our lungs to fill the now with our presence....

All there is is the Everything. The Everything is in two forms, the seen and the unseen. The seen is the now and the unseen is before and after the now. The seen is God and the unseen is the Soul. God is the seemingly everchanging and the Soul is the eternal and unchanged.   When we are in the now, we are a god. We know we are god when we recognize everything else as gods. Yet, when we observe the now from outside the now, there are no gods; but one God: the universe. We can observe God only when we are the Soul....

What enlightens is enlightened. When every thing enlightens you, you must be enlightened; for how can you be the only thing in the universe unlike everything....

"Sat Sri Akal" is a common greeting in the Sikh community. Sat Sri Akal: "Truth is the Timeless One."   As the Soul is unchanging, the Soul is the Timeless One; what's before and after the now. The things we see in the now are everchanging. They seem real; but are not the Truth, as the Truth is always true -- unchanging. Yet, these things are the unchanging Truth when we recognize all things are not separate, but are one thing: God.   Sat Sri Akal: Greetings, I love and respect you, for you are the manifestation of God....

Each of us is but a circle. The soul is the peace within and the self is the piece without. While peace is never without, the piece is always without....

The present is the pre-sent -- the space where everything is before it is revealed in the now. When we are present, every thing is absent. In this emptiness, we can observe the now and come to realize we are the now....

The glutton devoured gluten until gluten devoured the glutton. Then the flour that rose in his bread became the flower rising above his head in the grave where he laid dead....