Beware The Mind, Young Siddha

As you move through the plains and the plateaus

As you journey through mountain peaks

You must understand, young Siddha

That your greatest foe

Lies not in the ground beneath you

Or in the distance before you.

 

A man’s greatest of foes

Is one which he cannot see.

 

A man’s greatest of foes

Is the ally he has never though to question.

 

It appears before your eyes

It dances in your dreams

It creates within you

Rivers and streams.

 

It creates emotions within you

Like a torrential sea.

Its cleverest act

Is in compelling you to flee.

 

The mountains before you

The space amongst the stars

These are not your final frontier.

It is your Mind that is the greatest mountain.

It is the Mind that is your greatest barrier.

 

Seek not the green fields of happiness

For they are a mirage of the Mind.

Seek not to face your fears

For it is not your truest enemy.

 

If you succumb to the thoughts of common men

Your life will have been an insult

To what you were created to be.

 

Seek not the favor of the world

Adopt not its ways and its forms

For this is not your path

To the True and the Beyond.

 

Like not

Hate not

For these are but habits of the Mind.

 

The Mind accumulates from the world

In order to make itself whole.

Understand clearly

That a worldly man, is forever a fragmented one.

 

Seek not the company of common men

For they have been ensnared by cultures.

Having not the eyes to see

They will slowly make you blind.

 

The Mind is attracted to the pleasurable.

Pleasurable things, and pleasurable feelings.

These will lead you to people and places

That will lead you forever astray.

 

Freedom lies not in doing what you like

It lies in a stark independence

From the Mind.

 

There is much to learn, young Siddha.

For this world is not what you think it to be.

Beware the Mind

That allows you not to See.

 

Namaste.