With Your Hands Carve Out Your Own

He Who, Having Lost His Parents Or Being Abandoned, By Them Without ,just Cause, Gives Himself To A ,man , Is Called A Son Self Given.

I Am In Constant Bliss, Day And Night, Egotism Has Been Dispelled From Within Me.

Giving No Pain To Any Creature, Let Him Slowly Accumulate Spiritual Merit, For The Sake ,of Acquiring A Companion To The Next World, Just As The White Ant ,gradually Raises Its Hill.

Through Shallow Intellect, The Mind Becomes Shallow, And One Eats The Fly, Along With The Sweets.

I Am Neither Male Nor Female, Nor Am I Sexless. I Am The Peaceful One, Whose Form Is Self-effulgent, Powerful Radiance.