I need nothing. I seek nothing. I desire nothing.

In horror of death, I took to the mountains - again and again I meditated on the uncertainty of the hour of death, capturing the fortress of the deathless unending nature of mind. Now all fear of death is over and done.

Accustomed long to contemplating love and compassion I have forgotten all difference between myself and others

When you run after your thoughts, you are like a dog chasing a stick

Hasten slowly and ye shall soon arrive.

If one stays too long with friends They will soon tire of him; Living in such closeness leads to dislike and hate. It is but human to expect and demand too much When one dwells too long in companionship.

Deep in the wild mountains, is a strange marketplace,where you can trade the hassle and noise of everyday life, for eternal Light.