• Track 1 The Realm of Quest

It all begins in infinite darkness, the heart of night

The voice rises from the heart of silence.

The journey however, is always going on, from one nostalgia to another.

There is a time for everything under the sun:

A time to sew, a time to rend.

A time for silence, a time for speech.

A time to stop, a time to go….

….To go, step by step, threw nostalgia  from beginning to end,

To the nowhere of the self.

To leave behind the bodies load.

In the raging struggle of this ancient journey.

What matters is going,

The sky however, knows the invisible designs and the cause of the clouds departure.

And you too shall know when you go so far out,

As to see beyond your own horizons.

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• Track 2 The Realm of Love

Love is a naked pain.

A chance to lose;

 Though we suffer it;

And balloon like, it’s hat of mastery burdens our head.

And yet it lifts us up in the air,

Ever higher, without fear of falling.

Love shall hasten to your help.

Do cease the chances that are passing like clouds of the Heavens.

The cloud in its path is unaware of its own speed and travel and whirling.

Love is what transmutes nature. 

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• Track 3 The Realm of Insight

The true essence of love is motion from knowledge to vision,

From science to insight.

The eyes are valves to the human souls,

And vision:

The gate to the other world.

The Tree’s fruit however, is pain and banishment…. and rejection.

For, to everything there is an alms,

And the alms to wisdom is prolonged sorrow.

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• Track 4 The Realm of Deliverance

His being makes you independent on others,

Depended only on Himself.

Once He looks into you,

You will want no view over this.

And once you joined him from your need,

His coyness begins,

Dealing with which is the limit of deliverance from others.

Once you set your heart in His hand,

Then you shall immerge from the world.

Be as they were:

With a beloved and busy.

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• Track 5 The Realm of Oneness

No one is able to encounter Him,

For, He neither breeds nor was born.

He is single and sole.

The sole single one that fulfills you,

Cast off, so within yourself

He within you, and you in the labyrinth of yourself.

Say that the word is the beginning of being.Say I am nobody . . . nobody . . .  nobody.

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• Track 6 The Realm of Bewilderment

Being and doom are of the same origin.

Of the same essence are the hard and the easy.

Face to face are the high and the low.

Firm are the rise and fall.

Rhythmical are the pleasant and harsh voiced.

Equal are the front and behind …

. . . .Life is a music of opposites …

…He is everything and everything is He.

His visage must be seen with the whole being.

Possible threw vision alone,

The far end of this knowledge is bewilderment,

And turning away from it is impossible.

The way you began

That same way you shall be.

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• Track 7 The Realm of Poverty and Annihilation

 Brighter than darkness, I saw no lamp,

And better than silence, no speech.

I stayed in the house of silence,

Dressed in the garb of patience.

And became a bird,

It’s eyes of unity,

It’s feathers of perpetuity,

And I took to air,

Free of quality.