Sanskrit

Since I was at Pushkar, India,
I always carrying most time this thin card with me.




I got it for the obligat Donation, which you habe to give.

Sanskrit ... I remember to the holy Indian books I bought,
- 24 years ago.

The Bhagavadgita and the Upanishads.



I never read it really.
But now the most parts in this text are very close to me.
And I am
(who is "I´am"? ;-)
smiling.
There´s the illusion of development in this relative world of form.
Maybe important for the form.
But the basic are always the big, dark gaps beetween this fluctuating forms ...

And it´s really nothing.

Like sanskrit:
It says nothing to you.
And when you understand; it says all.

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