I Don't Die... He Who Is Merged

Blessed, Blessed Is That Body Horse Which Meditates On The Lord God.

The Formless Supreme Being Abides In The Realm Of Eternity. Over His Creation He Casts His Glance Of Grace. In That Realm Are Contained All The Continents And The Universes, Exceeding In Number All Count. Of Creation Worlds Upon Worlds Abide Therein; All Obedient To His Will; He Watches Over Them In Bliss, And Has Each Constantly In Mind.

I Am Neither A Child, A Young Man, Nor An Ancient; Nor Am I Of Any Caste.

There Is But One God, His Name Is Truth, He Is The Creator, He Fears None, He Is Without Hate, He Never Dies, He Is Beyond The Cycle Of Births And Death, He Is Self Illuminated, He Is Realized By The Kindness Of The True Guru. He Was True In The Beginning, He Was True When The Ages Commenced And Has Ever Been True, He Is Also True Now.

Yet In A Kingdom Containing Seven Constituent Parts, Which Is Upheld Like The Triple Staff ,of An Ascetic , There Is No ,single Part More Important ,than The Others , By Reason Of The Importance Of The Qualities Of Each For The Others.