Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Welcome, My Dear Evolutis

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I saw a TED video of Enriquez, who is on track, the idea of "Homo Evolutis", however it stems from technological development and depends on bio-engineering.

The key phrase "a being that takes control of it's own evolution" is the next step for us. Agreed, however if it depends on expensive cyborg retrofits, it's restricted to a small number of people who can afford it. So the argument fails, since it is not universal.

Awakening of the opening of human chakras (energy centers) is the measure of evolution in eastern thought. With the awakening of the kundalini one is no longer dependent on forces of nature for evolution - rather one's own desire drives it through opening of new layers of their chakras. This change is universal, as witnessed by hundreds of thousands of people all over the world practicing Sahaja Yoga in every country. Cultures, countries and continents have been bridged
and provided with a universal experience of accelerated self-improvement. Personality and human development can take ages, and the evolution of many births has happened in one swift action. through Sahaja.

Welcome to the new world, fellow Evolutes.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Ascent, Interrupted

A flower, made an attempt
To grow in rough tenements,
To fulfill, pure desire
To love & live the Kundalini fire

The flower broke from being a bud
Petals opening the green shield
To expose itself to wonderous nature
To source joy and sometimes heal

It's destiny was to blossom
Fully and firmly until the Autumn
But that was not to be
As a bull entered the garden, and the flower's destiny

Blinded by ignorance, and baser purpose
The Bull raged in, forcing itself upon us
Trampling new buds, weeds and flowers together
Bringing mayhem, while serving own purpose

The hooves advance, to the rose bed,
Trampling dreams with fury unsaid,
ignorant, huffing and all self-serving
The bull raged on with actions unnerving

Such is the destiny, of many who blossomed,
Killed and miamed by ignorant possums
Given a chance to breathe on earth
Given the chance to come to second birth

Ravaging bulls and critters around,
Seek to impose, enforce and surround,
Their antiquated ideas, is the security they found
When their own life was run aground

Unevolved, disconnected bearing meaningless crosses,
They find no meaning in the living process,
Jealous, Angry, Greedy and Loathe-some,
Trampling blossoms, glorifying their awesome

Mother of the world, 
take one more look,
You gave them love,
Now they're making a book
Your message of love,
Revived even the dead,
But some new life bearers, 
Are shooting others dead.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Learn: The Nature of the Spirit

The Truth is Young

It's so difficult to see

The cruel ways of World.

The Truth is always Young, but we

Are getting bitter and old.

We are growing older every day

More serious and sad,

Our paper boat sailed away

And all the joy is dead.

Come on, lets run across the Time

Like waves that cross the sea.

Else all the mysteries Divine

We'll never ever see.

The Truth will win! It's always right!

It'll wait, and then one day

With all the Powers at its side

It'll crush the evil ways!

And all the dreams that shined so far

Will come to Earth that day

And every kid will get a Star,

A merry Star to play!

-- Alla Levitan

Poem (c) 2008 All Rights to the poetic words reserved by the poet. No part of the poem can be reproduced, performed or published without the explicit permission of the copyright holder.

It’s time to join in Sahaja

Oh, did you hear that Song of Joy

That bells of Nature ring?

The time is knocking at your doors

So come and meet the Spring!

Its time to bathe in stream of Truth

To wash all ills away

It’s time to join Sahaja Yog

And find your true way!

Just open your windows and doors

To gentle rays of sun

And open your heart to Love of God

And see what should be done.

Enjoy the blessings of Divine

To fill your every day

Once you will join Sahaja Yoga

And find your true way!

The River of God's Will (translation from Russian)


The River of God's Will,

The Giver of all boons,

To which fantastic times

This Holy River goes?

From heart of silver bells

The sacred sounds flows

And enters into sky

A Prayer like a Moon.

This World is so huge -

We could not see by sight

We could not grasp with thought,

With scale we failed to measure.

And only we could sense

Our own inner treasure

To live and to believe

In a very simple way.

Oh, River of God's Will,

Please don't hide yourself,

In the showers of sunrays,

In the heavens blue and pure.

Your children humbly pray

Please take us along for sure

We wish to be small drops

In Your Eternal Self.

-- Alla Levitan

Poem (c) 2008 All Rights to the poetic words reserved by the poet. No part of the poem can be reproduced, performed or published without the explicit permission of the copyright holder.

The Temple Of Jerusalem

Why Fight For Shrines ?

It was in times of Solomon

The king of golden land

Who held the truth inside his heart

And love in ruling hand.

Caressed by sun and washed by rain

On map of ancient world

Like diamond shined Jerusalem

In caring hands of God.

And Solomon sang Praise to God

Who blessed his Fatherland

Whose gentle Love is such a force

That nothing can withstand

And then he said: -This whole wide world

Just by Your Grace is run,

I want to build a Temple for You,

As beautiful as the sun!"

-"Yes, you can build it", answered God -

"But one should know well,

That in the stones I dwell not,

But in the hearts I dwell

And if you walk the rightful ways

And rule with Truth and Love , -

You are my Temple, Solomon,

And is it not enough?"

... But many days had fallen through

Like sand through open hands

And many beautiful temples were build

In our homelands

But what was build for sake of love

That now hate destroys

And people fight for temples and lands

Like children fight for toys!

What was in times of Solomon

Has long time come to end

And now Age of Truth is here

And one should understand

Why fight for shrines of older days

The world of Past is dead!

It’s time to build the Temple of God

Within our hearts instead!

-- Alla Levitan

Poem (c) 2008 All Rights to the poetic words reserved by the poet. No part of the poem can be reproduced, performed or published without the explicit permission of the copyright holder.