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Friend, hope for the truth while you are alive.
Jump into experience while you are alive . . .
What you call "salvation" belongs to the time before death.
If you don't break your ropes while you are alive,
do you think ghosts will do it after?
The idea that the soul will join with the ecstatic
just because the body is rotten--
that is all fantasy.
What is found now is found then.
If you find nothing now, you will simply end up with
an empty apartment in the City of Death.
If you make love with the divine now,
in the next life you will have the face of satisfied desire.

By Kabir, mystic poet
You can not describe it, you can not picture it,
You can not admire it, you can not sense it.
It is your true self, it has nowhere to hide.
When the world is destroyed, it will not be destroyed.

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