A journey through seasons of change, resilience, and self‑discovery. “Seasons of Becoming My Own Sun” blends poetry and reflection into a luminous exploration of growth, healing, and finding light within yourself.
É um compilado de páginas de diário, poesias e textos os quais me foram (e me são, de algum modo). Do jeito que se organizam por aqui, fazem Eu, mas os fenômenos estão no mundo fazendo Outros vários.
Journey beyond the boundaries of the self, spiritual realization, and the infinite. Through twenty-three profound Sanskrit mantras and poetic English verses, this text systematically dismantles the illusions of duality to reveal the ultimate silence of pure existence. Surrender the spiritual search entirely and step into the effortless, unnamable void of infinite egolessness.
A corporate immigrant trades pristine ledgers for the ancient mud of the Parramatta River, uncovering the unspoken histories of those who crossed oceans before him. The Parramatta Ferryman is a haunting poetic chronicle of trauma, migration, and the heavy toll the earth demands. Step into the dark waters and discover the unseen currents that connect us all.
A bumblebee circles the immortal flame of a warrior-mother, offering love as quiet surrender rather than claim. In twilight’s garden of jasmine and anklets, devotion learns to release what it most treasures. Let the echoes of pure, selfless passion linger long after the final chime fades.
In the neon heart of Parramatta, a yellow-clad warrior walks alone—until an unseen lover claims her with moonlight, mangalsutra, and the quiet vow that no guardian need stand unguarded.
In the shadowed reign of iron thrones, a new fire awakens. Hear the flute of Krishna amid the roar of Rudra—youth, workers, and dreamers rise to burn the palace of oppression to the ground. Pralay Jwala: where every wound becomes a weapon, and every soul a comet across the apocalyptic sky.
I can return to India, my brother—but that single ticket will cost me my life. In the sterile light of exile, a dying architect chooses love by staying away. Between saffron memory and terminal snow, To Stay is to Love sings the most poignant farewell.
The official lyric and metadata companion book to the Amelia James album discography. This volume preserves and locks down the complete text and exact ISRC tracking for all ten tracks, capturing the raw vulnerability of a sovereign exit. A documented, registered archive built through the deliberate lens of the Bleach Protocol.
A obra começa com relutância. A vontade do abandono da arte. E é toda um elogio à musa da poesia: Calíope. Que salva e inspira. Seja ela também sua guia!
"This fourth volume of Reflections by Swami Purnananda is a deeply spiritual and healing book. Each thought and prayer offers the reader a chance to be immersed in stillness. The poems are effortlessly profound, prayerful and yet relatable. Each piece nourishes the seed of contemplation and gives the opportunity to let the mind explore the theme at a slow and gentle pace." Sister Stanislaus ''Stan'' Kennedy SCMC MSc
"In the quiet moments of our lives, we often find ourselves searching for something deeper, something more profound than the everyday routines that occupy our days. It is in these moments of reflection, when we turn our thoughts inward, that we discover the timeless yearning for faith, peace, light, nature, truth, and the enduring quest for meaning. This volume of daily reflections and prayers is a treasury of words that strives to capture the essence of this profound journey." Adrian Cristea Executive Officer of the Dublin City Interfaith Forum
This volume is the first of 4 volumes spanning the 365 days of the year. The offerings were generally written daily from ideas that came in the early mornings. They were written with a "let go" attitude of a recipient of divine grace that was sure to flow." Swami Purnananda
"This volume is the second of 4 volumes spanning the 365 days of the year. The offerings were generally written daily from ideas that came in the early mornings. They were written with a "let go" attitude of a recipient of divine grace that was sure to flow." Swami Purnananda
"You left port with dreams,Now you clung to the nightmares of realityA sole survivor" "All the clutter of sadnessspills upon blackening floors" Breathing free, the monster hunted on "Enclosed in glass and metal they watch it all pass by" "The bed was occupied by emptiness"