<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:58:52.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts about life and the world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-5387072621218814632</id><published>2009-06-22T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T05:44:48.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Must go through Guru Sahib to get to God.</title><content type='html'>I hear a lot of people say that Guru Sahib came to earth to make hindus and muslims become more adherent to their faiths, to join all faiths and to just show another path to god. But then I think to myself, what was the point of Guru Sahib coming.....only from studying Guru Sahib can we gain more understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the True Guru, no one has found Him; reflect upon this in your mind and see.&lt;br /&gt;(ang 37)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the True Guru, no one knows the Way. The blind find no place of rest.&lt;br /&gt;(Ang 65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People continue wandering through the cycle of 8.4 million incarnations; without the True Guru, liberation is not obtained.&lt;br /&gt;(Ang 70)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the True Guru, God is not found; all have grown weary of performing religious rituals. (Ang 72)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the True Guru, the Lord cannot be seen.&lt;br /&gt;(Ang 115)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the True Guru, no one has obtained the Lord; without the True Guru, no one has obtained the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;(ang 466)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very beginning, it has been the Will of the Lord Master, that He cannot be remembered without the True Guru.&lt;br /&gt;(Ang 556)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soul-bride may wander throughout the four ages, but still, without the True Guru, she will not find her True Husband Lord.&lt;br /&gt;(Ang 769)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the four ages, the One True Lord is permeating and pervading; without the Guru, no one finds Him.&lt;br /&gt;(Ang 771)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without serving the True Guru, they do not become one with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;(Ang 1057)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so many more shabds are in reference to these same teachings.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-5387072621218814632?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/5387072621218814632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=5387072621218814632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/5387072621218814632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/5387072621218814632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2009/06/must-go-through-guru-sahib-to-get-to.html' title='Must go through Guru Sahib to get to God.'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-2945294602366904804</id><published>2008-03-08T09:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T11:48:00.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Failing</title><content type='html'>Why do they keep testing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they not know, that it is only a matter of time before I fail?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-2945294602366904804?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/2945294602366904804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=2945294602366904804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/2945294602366904804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/2945294602366904804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2008/03/failing.html' title='Failing'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-4380878479932014065</id><published>2008-03-08T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T09:07:39.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moderate Sikh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Moderate Sikh?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you a moderate Sikh? Do you, like many others, identify yourself as a Sikh, but just not a very strict or orthodox one? Sikhi is a very difficult path and so instead of going all the way, many who identify themselves as Sikhs tend to find comfort in an easier version.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I often wonder what the moderate Sikh is supposed to do. Against what set of values does a moderate Sikh operate? Who has said that a moderate Sikh can cut his/her hair, eat meat, drink alcohol, etc?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In reality, there is no such thing as a moderate Sikh, orthodox Sikh, strict Sikh, Mona (haircut) Sikh, Amritdhari Sikh, Jatt Sikh, Khalsa Sikh, Sehjdhari Sikh etc. There can only ever be one type of Sikh: one who genuinely attempts on a daily basis to live according to the teachings of the True Guru.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If we do not even know what the teachings of our Guru are, then it is deeply dishonest to call oneself a Sikh. A Sikh is a student of the True Guru, but what kind of student knows next to nothing about what his or her Guru teaches? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we waste some money, we feel a sense of loss. Yet, we are wasting our entire lives without a second thought. I find it shocking that so many educated young people simply do nothing whatsoever to find out what Sikhi is all about, despite the great number of resources that are now available.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The True Guru wrote compositions that are absolutely amazing and unmatched, yet we squander away our time on useless activities like accumulating wealth, which will not go with us when we die. We want to feel like Sikhs, but without the effort. We want to do every single thing a Sikh has been told not to do and yet still call ourselves Sikhs. How completely bizarre!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do not understand how we can not feel even a little sense of embarrassment when living such an obvious lie. I have met people who are very proud to be called Sikhs, yet they agree that they do not understand and practice a single teaching of the True Guru. At the very least, we ought to be honest with our own selves.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you a Sikh by name alone? What have you been doing lately to practice the teachings of the True Guru? Have you made any attempt at all? If no, then do you plan to do so shortly? If still no, then how are you a Sikh?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Being born into a Sikh family does not make one a Sikh any more than being born to parents who are dentists make one a dentist. When we die, the God will not say, “Oh, you called yourself a Sikh, so you’re ok, go through!” Calling oneself a Sikh without doing anything about it and having no genuine intention of doing anything about it, is more like being an imposter than a Sikh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope these words do not offend, but if they do, then focus your energy on learning and practicing more of Sikhi. Otherwise, you are not a Sikh. If you are not a Sikh, then what are you?&lt;/p&gt;By Bhai Gurvinder Singh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-4380878479932014065?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/4380878479932014065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=4380878479932014065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/4380878479932014065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/4380878479932014065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2008/03/moderate-sikh.html' title='Moderate Sikh'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-3773469956672998275</id><published>2008-02-24T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T08:55:29.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Polisher</title><content type='html'>The shoe polisher, polishes shoes on a crowded street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his mind he polishes each shoe as if they were gods feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-3773469956672998275?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/3773469956672998275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=3773469956672998275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/3773469956672998275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/3773469956672998275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2008/02/shoe-polisher.html' title='Shoe Polisher'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-5097553550797663277</id><published>2008-01-01T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T13:20:52.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake</title><content type='html'>They wear the clothing of the Guru and pretend to follow his path.  They speak big and know bani off by heart. There clothes are clean and bright, there turbans are big and smart, God has even given there faces a special glow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet what they say and what they do are two seperate things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......There actions are dark and there soul is trapped.  The mighty warrior of Maya, named Kaam  is eating there soul away, yet instead of using naam to fight this warrior, they follow kaam without any hesitation.  The mind has millions of desires, first you need to stop acting on them and only then will they go away.  You say you are a Gursikh, but you are following your mann. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaur is your sister and Singh is your brother.....where has it all gone wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just by receiving Amrit you will not be saved, what a waste of a blessing that is for a person who has been given a chance of immortality and wastes it by never getting up at amritvela, why dont you understand this, it is not your appearance that will get you through Dharam raaj, but only Satguru can pull you out and for that you need to be his disciple! What master says, this humble slave does.  Its not too late always beg that 'Tav charnan mann rahe humara'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destroy all my wordly desires and may my only desire be to see thy feet, may I place my head at your feet and serve you, may I become the dirt on your slaves feet, may your feet enter my heart and may this be my only love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-5097553550797663277?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/5097553550797663277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=5097553550797663277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/5097553550797663277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/5097553550797663277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2008/01/fake.html' title='Fake'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-3590616862559221182</id><published>2007-12-30T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T13:40:22.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amrit (Pick and choose)</title><content type='html'>I Know the above sounds terrible, but unfortunately thats the way it is for some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear people say "There were a lot more people that were going to take amrit today, but they say that this jathas rules are too strict and they will wait for another jatha and take it from them".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking really, that we have come to a state where we 'take' amrit on our conditions, not Guru jis! I mean after all who is guru ji, he doesnt understand how it is to live in this 'modern' age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its shows that we have no trust or faith in Gurujis words and hukam.  People like me continue to question his authority.  Then we ask why are we in this sorry state.  The answers simple, we are not with our Guru ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Guruji is beyond time and beyond this so called modern western world.  He is the knower of all hearts.  He knows our worries and our thoughts, but have we ever let him take care of it? No! We think we can live our life in a way that we can control everything, but just once, why dont you lay everything at his feet and then see how you walk through this life with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we become his, do you think he will ever let us down? No, because only a human can let people down, our Guruji is God, so whats to worry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have love in your heart for Guruji, go to him (panj pyare) with the thought that Guruji, im not worthy, my life is lifeless, I have come to your feet to beg for your amrit, all I can give is this empty head (which I think is full of wisdom).  If thats the attitude you come with then Guruji will wake you up for amrit vela, Guruji will jap naam for you, Guruji will look after you kakaars. Thats what a father does, how great is he, that we dont know, but sometimes I think we dont deserve his mercy and compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path is not easy because we think that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;cant do it, well we cant do anything, let Guruji do it and live by his hukam and his will and lets live life by his rules, if you see it as a chore, then it becomes like work, now none of us really like going to work do we?!  But if you see it as love, communication with Guruji and that one desire, to have darshan of the Masters feet, then it becomes an addiction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-3590616862559221182?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/3590616862559221182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=3590616862559221182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/3590616862559221182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/3590616862559221182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/12/amrit-pick-and-choose.html' title='Amrit (Pick and choose)'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-2353649699486648458</id><published>2007-11-23T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T13:55:04.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and You</title><content type='html'>You: Take it, you don't know, tomorrow may not come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait, how about if you mess up? There is no turning back you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Mess up? He will be with you all the way, holding your hand, whats to fear then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How about if you cant do it? I'm not doubting God, but I have my doubts about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: I think you are under estimating its power, remember you are giving your head, make a request so you never trip up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What makes you think you are worthy of taking it in the first place? Do you follow the conduct? You cant even get up in the morning! Oh and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;naam&lt;/span&gt;, well yeah it comes out of your mouth, but don't make me say where your mind is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: But there are others who have taken it and are you not worthy or as good as them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh so now your comparing yourself with others, not to mention judging others!  What a great disciple you would make! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Remember, sometimes you have to give something, to receive something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Will you be picking and choosing, which group to take it from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Your not taking anything from any group, you are trading something small for immortality and you are receiving it from your Master.  O foolish mind you will always be in doubt, stop questioning and jump in with full faith, with fear and love in your heart, this is the time, this is your best opportunity, don't miss out........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-2353649699486648458?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/2353649699486648458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=2353649699486648458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/2353649699486648458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/2353649699486648458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/11/me-and-you.html' title='Me and You'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-5550841496398210529</id><published>2007-11-23T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T10:11:46.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Boyfriends - From Tapoban site.</title><content type='html'>4 Boyfriends - This Is Something To Think About.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there was this girl who had four boyfriends. She loved the 4th boyfriend the most and adored him with rich robes and treated him to the finest of delicacies. She gave him nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also loved the 3rd boyfriend very much and was always showing him off to neighboring kingdoms. However, she feared that one day he would leave her for another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also loved her 2nd boyfriend. He was her confidant and was always kind, considerate and patient with her. Whenever this girl faced a problem, she could confide in him, and he would help her get through the difficult times. The girls 1st boyfriend was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining her wealth and kingdom. However, she did not love the first boyfriend. Although he loved her deeply, she hardly took notice of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the girl fell ill and she knew her time was short. She thought of her luxurious life and wondered, I now have four boyfriends with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone.' Thus, she asked the 4th boyfriend, I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company? No way! Replied the 4th boyfriend, and he walked away without another word. His answer cut like a sharp knife right into her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad girl then asked the 3rd boyfriend, 'I loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company? No!', replied the 3rd boyfriend. 'Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to marry someone else! 'Her heart sank and turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then asked the 2nd boyfriend, 'I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company? I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time , replied the 2nd boyfriend. At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave. His answer struck her like a bolt of lightning, and the girl was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a voice called out: 'I'll go with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go.' The girl looked up, and there was her 1st boyfriend. He was very skinny as he suffered from malnutrition and neglect. Greatly grieved, the girl said, 'I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth, you have 4 boyfriends in your life: Your 4th boyfriend is your body. No matter how much time and effort you lavish in making it look good, it will leave you when you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 3rd boyfriend is your possessions, status and wealth. When you die, it will all go to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 2nd boyfriend is your family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for you, the furthest they can stay by you is up to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your 1st boyfriend is your Soul , often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world. However, your Soul is the only thing that will follow you where ever you go. Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of you that will follow you to the throne of God and continue with you throughout Eternity.&lt;br /&gt;from tapoban.org forum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-5550841496398210529?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/5550841496398210529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=5550841496398210529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/5550841496398210529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/5550841496398210529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/11/4-boyfriends-from-tapoban-site.html' title='4 Boyfriends - From Tapoban site.'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-1322510879978884583</id><published>2007-11-14T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:55:15.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>What is that Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Love that stops it from being a chore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Love is bound by my 5 senses, how can I realise true Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love should be unconditional, it should have no bounds, what makes thy Love different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does my Love stop and start, many a time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I invoke the Love within my heart for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why follow something without Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it, I know its true, I know its the right way, I have full faith in it. Then why cant I follow it? Why can I not truly Love it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Love is a longing, its the true desire, its a flame that should be consuming your body. You should not be able to eat, sleep, work because of the pain that true Love has brought you. That pain of seperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Love should be like that of a child; eager, innocent, unconditional, faithful and determined.  I ask again where is my Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I wondering from place to place, when I know these places cant satisfy my Love and will not fill that hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O True Master make me realise your Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-1322510879978884583?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/1322510879978884583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=1322510879978884583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/1322510879978884583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-47392651102897027</id><published>2007-10-20T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:37:42.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo-Yo</title><content type='html'>I am the yo-yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the hand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya is the string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is in your control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the string is so long between the yo-yo and the hand, the yo-yo begins to roll along the dirt, only by your command can the distance be cut and the yo-yo can come back in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hand is always over the yo-yo, this you must not forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-47392651102897027?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-6753357890067157554</id><published>2007-08-31T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T14:16:02.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Only&lt;/span&gt; take me when I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me whilst I sing  your praises,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I breathe your name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I realise you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I have done your work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I am in bliss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I have controlled The 5,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I am in the 5th state,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me from the tenth gate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I see you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me whilst I am at your feet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I've tasted your sweet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I hear your sound,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I smell your fragrance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I become your servant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me when I am with you.......&lt;br /&gt;until then keep me breathing......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-6753357890067157554?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/6753357890067157554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=6753357890067157554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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takes place once a week in the Gurdwara). One thing I learnt was how distorted so many of Gurujis Sakhis have become. Who is to blame? Us Sikhs! We hear one thin from a person and believe it to be the truth and it spreads all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the motive and question everything that doesnt seem right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest misconceptions is on Vasakhi in 1699 Guru Gobind Singh Ji Maharaaj, had a tent on the stage, he took each Pyaara 1 by 1 and blood was dripping from the tent, whilst in the tent he cut up an animal, to make the people think it was human blood! LIE. Why would Guru ji say one thing and do another? Why would he hide it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a muslim spy who witnesses all this and writes exactly what happened in a report he wrote to the Emperor. This report is still available! This report doesnt mention any tent or animals. The Guruji chopped each Panj Pyaaras head off, becasue that is what he asked for and that is what he said he would do. Can you even imagine how brave the 5th Pyaara must have been? To see 4 heads be chopped off before him and still go up to offer his head! What was the love these men had? I dont have it, thats for sure! Whilst all heads were chopped off, Guruji then put the heads on different bodies (showing total equality).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The muslim spy wrote to the Emperor in his report that after seeing this immacualte scene, this would be his last report as he was now also going to take Gurujis amrit. Amazing...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much sense and beauty does the truth show!  Yet we pollute it, its time for me to wake up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-6051630802120620751?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/6051630802120620751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=6051630802120620751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/6051630802120620751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/6051630802120620751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/06/there-was-no-tent.html' title='There was no tent!'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-8832228060184460775</id><published>2007-04-27T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T03:11:08.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul</title><content type='html'>Thankyou for my soul, it has a hunger for you, it yearns for your name, it cries when I dont do nitnem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It battles the mind everyday, sometimes it wins and sometimes it doesnt, but that is your play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i see some poor souls, who dont question why they are here or who has put them here, they dont want to know anything about how they can become 1 with you.  But again that is your play, im sure you have installed a on and off button, you decide when it switches off and when you turn it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help my soul to free itself from the chains of Karma and make it become a King of Dharma.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-8832228060184460775?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/8832228060184460775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=8832228060184460775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/8832228060184460775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/8832228060184460775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/04/soul.html' title='Soul'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-179990990535720994</id><published>2007-03-29T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T09:04:49.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair</title><content type='html'>Your hairstyle goes out of fashion, quicker than a season.&lt;br /&gt;My hairstyle has been in fashion for centuries and is here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You style your hair on mortal ones.&lt;br /&gt;I style mine on the Immortal One!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call it "clean" shaven, those with beards are Brave Men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-179990990535720994?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/179990990535720994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=179990990535720994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/179990990535720994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/179990990535720994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/03/hair.html' title='Hair'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-3711556149532858396</id><published>2007-03-29T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T04:48:17.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guru Maanio Granth</title><content type='html'>This is concluded from another post I ade a while back about some people treating Guru Ji as a mere book and having a go at groups like R4G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The order of Sri Guru Gobind Singh Ji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are three forms of mine, O Nand,  listen attentively.  Formless, Physical form and Gurshabad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain further. My first form is formless (beyond the qualities of rajo, tamo, sato). Many many times this has been discussed in sacred scriptures. The second form is Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji. CONSIDER THE PAGES OF SRI GURU GRANTH SAHIB JI AS MY LIMBS. Let this be written on each and every of your body-hair and this is a factual declaration I make to you. The Sikh who wishes to have Darshan of Guru, should go and have the darshan of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji. At Amrit vela after having a bath, three times circumambulate around the All-knowing lord (Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hands folded respectfully, sit in my presence, pay obeisance to Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji and listen to the divine sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the Shabad with concentration and with love of Guru Ji, listen and make others to heed to the enlightening Shabad. One who wishes to communicate with me, should read and ponder over Bani of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji. Those who wish to listen to my sermons, should listen and understand the bani of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji. DEEM SRI GURU GRANTH SAHIB JI AS MY EMBODIMENT. THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND SRI GURU GRANTH SAHIB JI."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Salvation is not achieved by seeing my physical body.  Salvation is achieved by acting on my orders."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The holy book is the home of the Transcendent Lord."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-3711556149532858396?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/3711556149532858396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=3711556149532858396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/3711556149532858396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/3711556149532858396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/03/guru-maanio-granth.html' title='Guru Maanio Granth'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-226259522763237818</id><published>2007-03-29T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T04:30:58.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have faith in 1.</title><content type='html'>Dont put your feet in two boats, you will surely sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wife with one husband is more secure than a wife with many husbands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Guru Arjan Jis time there were two gursikhs by the name of Bhai Phewa Ji and Roop Chand ji.  They owned and ran a safe deposit shop.  One day a Moghal gave a large purse full of gold coins to them for safe keeping.  He was going to Delhi and would collect it on his return.  The two Gursikhs kep the purse safely but forgot to make a record of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years later the Moghal returned for his purse, Bhai Phewa Ji checked his records and of course there was no record.  Neither could he remember taking the purse.  This caused an argument and they both decided to make a case and bring it forward to the local Nawab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nawab ordered Bhai Phewa and the Moghal to put there hands in a pot of boiling oil.  The person who was right would not get his hand scalded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhai Phewa Ji did an ardaas to Sri Guru Arjan Sahib Ji to come to his rescue and promised 5 gold coins and parsad as thanks.  The Moghal prayed to his Pirs (Muslim Saints) and promised all the gold coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both then placed there hand into the hot oil and the Moghals hand was scalded whilst nothing happened to Bhai Phewa Jis hand.  The Nawab passed judgement that the Moghal was lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhai Phewa Ji returned to the shop and told Bhai Roop Chand Ji, who decided to look around the shop for the purse and found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being honest Gursikhs, they located the Moghul and returned the purse to him.  The Moghul gave 5 gold coins to Bhai Phewa Ji which he promised to guru ji and wished to be taken to Guru ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moghul asked Guru ji "Why is it that Bhai Phewa Ji, being wrong was proved right and me being right was proved wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guru Ji replied " While doing ardaas, Bhai Phewa Ji had his faith in one and only one Guru.  However, you had placed your faith on a large number of pirs.  Each Pir thinking the other Pir was going to save you, therefore none came to save you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly when Draupadi was being unclothed, she asked many for help and none came to her aid, until she prayed to Krishan Ji, who immediately came to her rescue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-226259522763237818?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/226259522763237818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=226259522763237818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/226259522763237818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/226259522763237818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/03/have-faith-in-1.html' title='Have faith in 1.'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-5938493298335241527</id><published>2007-03-27T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T09:59:28.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 types of disciples</title><content type='html'>1.    They will help physically and financially, but there is no hope of spiritual advancement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   They help physically and financially and love talking about waheguru.  There is hope for there spiritual advancement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The walk in the will of waheguru and they are aware of the forces of karma.  Whatever happens, good or bad they accept as his will and it is sweet to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-5938493298335241527?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/5938493298335241527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=5938493298335241527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/5938493298335241527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/5938493298335241527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/03/3-types-of-disciples.html' title='3 types of disciples'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-7576865617232452860</id><published>2007-03-26T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T07:26:40.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean your mind with naam</title><content type='html'>A rich man came to see Baba Ravidas Ji and said to him "I am a very busy man, I have so many businesses to look after, so many people to see, I can only come and see you when I am free which isnt very often, so please just hurry up and bless me with naam!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba Ravidas said "Ok, I will see what I can do, but first can you get me some milk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The richman thought is that it? Of course I can get you some milk I will bring it next time I come to see you, but Im not sure when that will be, because I am a very busy man.  Baba Ravidas said "No problem, you just come back with the milk when you have time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks later the rich man came back to Baba Ravi Das Ji and he was carrying the biggest, most shiny, clean new bucket filled with beautiful pure milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba Ravidas had a bucket too, it was in the corner of his house.  This bucket was very filthy and old, it had not been washed for a while.  Baba Ravidas Ji told the richman to pour the milk in this bucket.  The rich man looked at the bucket and said no way, that bucket is really filthy.  Baba Ravi Das ji said to the man, "the milk is for me, why are you bothered what you pour it into?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rich man replied, "I have brought you milk which is expensive, pure and beautiful, and you want me to pour it into a filthy bucket, the milk will be ruined and become like the bucket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba Ravi Das Ji said "I dont care just pour the milk in the bucket"  The rich man said no way.  Baba Ravi Das Ji said so theres no way you are going to pour that milk in the bucket?  The rich man said no way.  Baba Ravi Das ji then said " Well how do you expect me to give you pure beautiful naam, when your mind and body is like my bucket?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-7576865617232452860?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/7576865617232452860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=7576865617232452860' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/7576865617232452860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/7576865617232452860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/03/clean-your-mind-with-naam.html' title='Clean your mind with naam'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-5170930367384163400</id><published>2007-03-25T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T10:57:41.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maya or Naam</title><content type='html'>Whilst Guru Nanak Dev Ji and Bhai Mardana Ji were on there travels, Bhai Mardana came across a put of gold and silver coins.  Bhai Mardana Ji became very happy at the sight of this and started already planning what he would be able to get for the gold and how he would spend it.  They had been walking for days and had not had a good nights sleep or a nice hot meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Guru Nanak Dev Ji told Mardana to leave the gold and silver behind and they went to rest.  Bhai Mardana became very sad at this instruction by Guru Nana Dev ji.  Whilst resting near a cave which was overlooking the untouched pot of gold, Guru Nana Dev Ji told Bhai Mardana to start doing Kirtan.  Bhai Mardana told Guru Ji  "I dont feel like singing the Lords praises, my heart is sad, I am a poor man and you have told me to leave that gold behind? That gold which could resolve all my problems? Why cant we take the gold Guru Ji?" Guru Nanak Dev Ji smiled and told Bhai Mardana, "If you want the gold by all means go and take it, but just wait a while and see what happens"  Bhai Mardana agreed, whilst they were resting they saw three men walk out of the jungle and stumble across the pot of gold.  All three men were friends and became very happy at the sight of the gold and thought they had been blessed.  They said to each other we will split this gold three ways and lead a very comfortable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men were hungry and before they shared the gold, one of the friends told the men he would go into the jungle and find some food to eat.  So he walked away, whilst the other two waitied for him.  As they sat down looking at the gold, one of the friends said to the other "If only me and you had stumbled across this gold? Then we would only have to split it only two ways and we would be even more better off" The other friend agreed and said " I have an idea, lets find a large stick each and when our friend comes back with the food, we will hit him over the head with it and kill him." The other friend agreed and said "Yes, what a good idea, when we get back home, we will tell his family he seperated from us in the jungle!"  Both men were in agreement and awaited their friend to come back from the jungle with the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other friend whilst in the jungle, was thinking to himself, if only I had found that gold by myself, then I wouldnt have to share it with them two!  I have an idea, I will poison the food that I take back, it will instantly kill them and then I will have all the gold to myself!  I will tell there families that I lost them in the jungle! He then found some food and mixed it with the poison and walked back to his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the friend came back from the jungle and walked towards his other two friends, both men attacked him with the stick killing him on the spot.  The men then were about to share the gold, but they were hungry and decided to eat first and then split the gold.  As soon as both men took one bite of their food, they died, the poison was so strong!  All three men lay dead near the pot of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guru Nanak Ji looked at Bhai Mardana and said there you go Mardana the gold is all yours for you to take.  Bhai Mardana fell at Guru Jis feet and said "I dont want any gold, all I want is naam"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-5170930367384163400?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/5170930367384163400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=5170930367384163400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/5170930367384163400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/5170930367384163400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/03/maya-or-naam.html' title='Maya or Naam'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-244047825664119611</id><published>2007-03-18T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T06:54:51.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>It takes time for the Artist to paint his picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this time, dont become anxious or lose patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the picture is complete, it will look beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-244047825664119611?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-3073186175475570698</id><published>2007-02-12T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:14:59.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing the Guru</title><content type='html'>How many butterflies would I have in my stomach when I see you?&lt;br /&gt;How dry would my mouth be when you call out for me?&lt;br /&gt;How fast would my heart beat when I touch your feet?&lt;br /&gt;Would I even blink once when you look at me?&lt;br /&gt;Would I find the right words to speak to you?&lt;br /&gt;How many tears would flow down my face, when you embrace me to your chest?&lt;br /&gt;And what excuse would I make for all those wasted breathes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-3073186175475570698?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/3073186175475570698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=3073186175475570698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/3073186175475570698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/3073186175475570698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/02/seeing-guru.html' title='Seeing the Guru'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-4835981093738419257</id><published>2007-02-12T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:10:19.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saints</title><content type='html'>Thy form is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Thy long flowing beard is beautiful, each hair is different yet it comes from the same face.&lt;br /&gt;Your posture and uniform are immaculate.&lt;br /&gt;So many different turbans, yet 1 meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Your words are soft, with a real meaning and hit a cord within the listener.&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are full of love.&lt;br /&gt;How my heart aches for your company when you are gone!&lt;br /&gt;And when you are with me I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;Who says we can not see the Gurus!? When I look into your eyes, I see all of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-4835981093738419257?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/4835981093738419257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=4835981093738419257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/4835981093738419257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/4835981093738419257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/02/saints.html' title='The Saints'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-174719215513116327</id><published>2007-02-12T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:04:46.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many?</title><content type='html'>How many eyes must you have to watch over all of us? And yet you never blink once.&lt;br /&gt;How many ears must you have to hear all the praises, the crying, the shouting, the moaning, the singing, the gossipping, yet you never stop listening.&lt;br /&gt;How many tongues must you have to speak to all of your creation? And yet not be affected wether we listen or not!&lt;br /&gt;How many hands must you have to hold everything in place? Yet you never get tired.&lt;br /&gt;How many arms must you have to carry us through life?&lt;br /&gt;How many feet must you have to walk with each and every one of us?&lt;br /&gt;You are so many, but yet you are 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-174719215513116327?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/174719215513116327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=174719215513116327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/174719215513116327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/174719215513116327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-many.html' title='How many?'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-117036189591712917</id><published>2007-02-01T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T12:31:35.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The calling...</title><content type='html'>Its getting louder, day by day.&lt;br /&gt;Its always been there, waiting for a reply.&lt;br /&gt;Somedays you try to block it out and ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;Somedays you want to hear it, but it doesnt speak.&lt;br /&gt;Then one day you hear it and you talk back.&lt;br /&gt;It asks "Who are you?" "Find your true self"&lt;br /&gt;You reply "How?" It dissappears.&lt;br /&gt;You then wait, it may be days before you hear it speak again, and again it calls you.&lt;br /&gt;You fall in love with it, addicted, you will do anything for it to stay and answer your questions.&lt;br /&gt;Then you become content.&lt;br /&gt;No more anxiety, no more loss of patience.&lt;br /&gt;You let it guide you.&lt;br /&gt;You let it protect you and control you.&lt;br /&gt;You carry on on developing yourself spiritually and it will take care of the rest and one day you will be called.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-117036189591712917?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/117036189591712917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=117036189591712917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/117036189591712917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/117036189591712917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/02/calling.html' title='The calling...'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-116785059284965463</id><published>2007-01-03T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T10:56:32.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want</title><content type='html'>I do not want a good day at work,&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to be successful in life,&lt;br /&gt;I do not want a peaceful life,&lt;br /&gt;I do not want a long life,&lt;br /&gt;I do not want a nice wife,&lt;br /&gt;I do not want a happy family,&lt;br /&gt;I do not want money, cars or big houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to be worthy enough to see you and this the only thing I will keep asking for. O mind meditate on the name so I become worthy of that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-116785059284965463?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/116785059284965463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=116785059284965463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/116785059284965463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/116785059284965463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-i-want.html' title='What I want'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-116785042289996402</id><published>2007-01-03T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T10:53:42.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5 control freaks</title><content type='html'>They control my actions,&lt;br /&gt;They control my re-actions,&lt;br /&gt;They control what I see,&lt;br /&gt;They control what I say,&lt;br /&gt;They control what I listen to,&lt;br /&gt;They control what I DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O True King, Father Guru Gobind Singh JI, help me fight them, control and abolish them, so that the only one that controls me is the one who has made me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-116715319535734304</id><published>2006-12-26T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T09:13:15.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of you</title><content type='html'>I think about you,&lt;br /&gt;I think about you so much that I can't think anymore,&lt;br /&gt;The mind stops thinking, but your wonders keep going,&lt;br /&gt;How my mind is so limited and yet you are so ever more,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day (with your grace)  your secrets will be revealed to me and then I will cease thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-116715319535734304?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-116553309702977653</id><published>2006-12-07T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:11:37.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brahmgiani, Mahapurush, Puran</title><content type='html'>Inspired by a book I read on Sant Bhai Naranjan Singh ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the gurudwara with folded arms,&lt;br /&gt;and I asked for 1 thing and that was naam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was my heart pure when I asked,&lt;br /&gt;or did my mind fail the task?&lt;br /&gt;Do I really want it, or was I just saying it for show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear everything and by your will we meet your servants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please unite me with such a soul,&lt;br /&gt;someone who can make me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When its 3 am, my alarm goes, but because of my sins,&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to change my clothes. My eyes are tired,&lt;br /&gt;the evil in my mind says go to sleep, you dont need to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me that puran who will awaken me and get me out of that snake pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever did make it out, the mind didnt like the cold water.&lt;br /&gt;How can I make it understand that this will help me become pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I start to meditate on that beautiful naam, bliss bliss is the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Yet the mind is trying to be controlling and wanting me to get off the floor and back in bed&lt;br /&gt;where I can think evil again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fight as hard as I can and I start my jap ji sahib.&lt;br /&gt;I get through and even though my mind has not been tottally there I feel you, tuhi tuhi&lt;br /&gt;But why doesnt this feeling stay, I know I am not worthy.&lt;br /&gt;I then start the other prayers and by this time my mind says my legs are feeling numb,&lt;br /&gt;O stupid mind it is you that is dumb, when will you change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waheguru bless me and grace me with such a soul, who can show me your naam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a sinner of sinners.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-116553309702977653?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/116553309702977653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=116553309702977653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/116553309702977653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/116553309702977653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2006/12/brahmgiani-mahapurush-puran.html' title='Brahmgiani, Mahapurush, Puran'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-112327390691153768</id><published>2005-08-05T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T13:31:46.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Languages</title><content type='html'>Thinking of doing Japanese as a language, however heard its pretty hard what other languages would you reccomend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-112327390691153768?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/112327390691153768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=112327390691153768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/112327390691153768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/112327390691153768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2005/08/languages.html' title='Languages'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-111729763113930779</id><published>2005-05-28T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T09:27:11.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Khalsa, Samurai and the Jedi</title><content type='html'>Ok, I was thinking about this and because of the recent movies I have just watched, some for the umpthteen time! I came to the conclusion that these three groups have a lot in similar, they are all well disciplined and have a code of conduct that they follow which is also similar! Now I dont know much about the Samurai apart from the movies I watch which could be full of lies! So I would appreciate some knowledge on them, especially when they were formed? Is George Lucas a Sikh in terms of his thinking? I then thought Im the weirdo who tries to link every Hollywood war movie to Sikhi, but I did a search on the net and I am not alone, why hasnt some big money hollywood director heard of the Sikh history and not made a movie on it yet, Im talking after the Gurus, like from Banda Singh Bahadur to Maharaja Ranjit Singh, it would probably have to be in 5 volumes, which is in now anyway! There would be loads of battle scenes, emotion, betrayal, love (humanity), sacrifice etc etc it would be sooo cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-111729763113930779?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/111729763113930779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=111729763113930779' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111729763113930779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111729763113930779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2005/05/khalsa-samurai-and-jedi.html' title='Khalsa, Samurai and the Jedi'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-111608376198709148</id><published>2005-05-14T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T08:16:02.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>non sikhs on sikhi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+2;"&gt;Non-Sikhs on Sikhism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Some  thoughts of modem writers on Sikhism and Gurbani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rev. H. L. Bradshaw  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;After  thoroughly studying the philosophy of Sikhism, Rev. H. L. Bradshaw observed:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sikhism is a Universal world Faith, a    message for all men. This is amply illustrated in the writings of the Gurus.    Sikhs must cease to think of their faith as just another good religion and    must begin to think in terms of Sikhism being the religion for this New Age …    It completely supplants and fulfils all the former dispensations of older    religions. Books must be written proving this. The other religions contain the    truth, but Sikhism contains the fullness of truth. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Bradshaw  also writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The    Guru Granth Sahib of all the world religious scriptures, alone states that    there are innumerable worlds and universes other than our own. The previous    scriptures were all concerned only with this world and its spiritual    counterpart. To imply that they spoke of other worlds, as does the Guru Granth    Sahib, is to stretch their obvious meanings out of context. The Sikh religion    is truly the answer to the problems of the modern man.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Archer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Archer,  in his book on the Sikh faith comments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The    religion of the Guru Granth is a universal and practical religion … Due to    ancient prejudices of the Sikhs it could not spread in the world. The world    needs today its message of peace and love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dorothy Field&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Another  scholar, Dorothy Field in her book, "The Sikh Religion," writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pure Sikhism is far above dependence on    Hindu rituals and is capable of a distinct position as a world religion so    long as Sikhs maintain their distinctiveness. The religion is also one which    should appeal to the occidental mind. It is essentially a practical religion.    If judged from the pragmatical standpoint which is a favorite point of view in    some quarters, IT WOULD RANK ALMOST FIRST IN THE WORLD. (Emphasis by the    author). Of no other religion can it be said that it has made a nation in so    short a time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Macauliffe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;In his  book, "The Sikh Religion," Macauliffe writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unlike the scriptures of other creeds,    they do not contain love stories or accounts of wars waged for selfish    considerations. They contain sublime truths, the study of which cannot but    elevate the reader spiritually, morally, and socially. There is not the least    tinge of sectarianism in them. They teach the highest and purest principle    that serve to bind man to man and inspire the believer with an ambition to    serve his fellow men, to sacrifice all and die for their sake.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Macauliffe deems it necessary to draw the  reader's attention to another significant feature of Sikhism which distinguishes  it and separates it from other philosophical and religious systems of  thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The    Sikh religion differs as regards the authenticity of its dogmas from most    other great theological systems. Many of the great teachers the world has    known, have not left a line of their own composition, and we only know what    they taught through tradition or second-hand information. If Pythagoras wrote    any of tenets, his writings have not descended to us. We know the teachings of    Socrates only through the writings of Plato and Xenophon. Buddha has left no    written memorials of his teaching. Kungfu-tze, known to Europeans as    Confucious, left no documents in which he detailed the principles of his moral    and social systems. The Founder of Christianity did not reduce his doctrines    to writing, and for them we are obliged to trust to the Gospels according to    Matthew, Mark. Luke, and John.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The    Arabian Prophet did not himself reduce to writing the chapters of the Quran.    They were written or compiled by his adherents and followers. But the    compositions of the Sikh Gurus are preserved and we know first hand what they    taught. They employed the vehicle of verse, which is generally unalterable by    copyist, and we even become in time familiar with their different styles. No    spurious compositions or extraneous dogmas, can therefore be represented as    theirs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;The  author of the 'Vie de Jesus' was a great admirer of Jesus Christ. Greatly  impressed as he was of the spiritual message delivered by Christ and those of  the Semitic thinkers that preceded him, he posed the question: "Whether great  originality will again arise or the world be content to follow the paths opened  by the daring creators of the ancient ages?" Bearing Sikhism in mind, Macauliffe  answers the above question in the following words: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now    there is here presented a religion totally unaffected by Semitic or Christian    influences. Based on the concept of the unity of God, it rejected Hindu    formalities and adopted an independent ethical system, ritual, and standards,    which were totally opposed to the theological beliefs of Guru Nanak's age and    country. As we shall see hereafter, it would be difficult to point to a    religion of greater originality or to a more comprehensive ethical system    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Macauliffe continues:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guru Nanak was not a priest either by    birth or education, but a man who soared to the loftiest heights of divine    emotionalism, and exalted his mental vision to an ethical ideal beyond the    concept of Hinduism or Mohammadanism.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dr. W.O. Cole&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Dr. W.O.  Cole, of the U.K. wrote more than half a dozen books on Sikhism. In 1985, he  visited India where communal disturbances had created a virtual turmoil and  thousands of people were killed. In a key note lecture by him on the Mission and  Message of Guru Nanak Dev, he gave a message to the Sangat there and through  them to all of humanity: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remember the tenets of Guru Nanak, his    concepts of oneness of God and Universal Brotherhood of man. If any community    holds the key to national integration of India, it is the Sikhs all the    way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;After  the lecture, he was asked what drew him to the study of Sikhism, he replied:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Theologically, I cannot answer the    question what drew me to the study of Sikhism. You may call it, the purpose of    God. But to be more specific, the unique concept of universality and the    system of Langar (free community meal) in Sikhism are the two features that    attract me towards the study of Sikhism. Langar is the exclusive feature of    Sikhism and found nowhere else in the world. Sikhism is the only religion    which welcomes each and everyone to its Langar without any discrimination of    caste, creed, color, or sex.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Swami Nitya Nand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;The  opinions of some Hindu mystics also should be quoted to understand their  experiences with the Sikh faith. Swami Nitya Nand (expired at the age of 135  years) writes in his book "Gur Gian":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I,    in the company of my guru, Brahma Nand Ji, went to Mathra ... While on    pilgrimage tour, we reached Panjab and there we met Swami Satya Nand Udasi. He    explained the philosophy and religious practices of Nanak in such a way that    Swami Brahma Nand Ji enjoyed a mystic lore. During the visit to the Harimandar    Sahib, Amritsar, his soul was so much affected, that he became a devotee of    the Guru. After spending some time in Panjab he went to Hardwar. Though he was    hail and hearty, one day I saw tears in his eyes. I asked the reason for that.    He replied, "I sifted sand the whole of my life. The Truth was in the House of    Nanak. I will have to take one more birth in that house, only then I will    attain Kalyan." After saying that the soul left his  body.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Swami  Nitya Nand also wrote of his own experience:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I    also constantly meditate on Waheguru revealed by Nanak. I practiced Yoga    Asanas under the guidance of Yogis and did that for many years; the bliss and    peace, which I enjoy now, was never obtained  earlier.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spiritual Triage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Finally,  here are some excerpts from the proceedings of a seminar on the life of Guru  Nanak Dev. It was conducted at Simla, now in Himachal Pardesh, by the Panjab  Historical Society Lahore, &lt;u&gt;before World War I.&lt;/u&gt; The seminar was presided  over by the lieutenant governor of Panjab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After hearing the lecture by Joginder    Singh, Pundit Ramsaran Das, a prominent Hindu intellectual observed that Guru    Nanak was a great reformer of the Hindu faith.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nawab Zulfkar Ali Khan of Malerkotla    disagreed with Mr. Das and commented that Guru Nanak was a great Muslim fakir,    his best friend was Bhai Mardana, a lowly Muslim. His best devotee was a    Muslim, Rai Bular, the village chief. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The    governor, in his presidential remarks disagreed with both and said that    according to what had been told by the speaker, Guru Nanak was a great    Christian&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Guru  Nanak, however, states in Gurbani:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I am  neither a Hindu nor a Muslim, I am a human being." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Vaheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Vaheguru Ji Ki Fateh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-111608376198709148?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/111608376198709148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=111608376198709148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111608376198709148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111608376198709148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2005/05/non-sikhs-on-sikhi.html' title='non sikhs on sikhi!'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-111607512771142115</id><published>2005-05-14T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T05:52:07.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditation</title><content type='html'>&lt;tt&gt; Following some thoughts on reincarnation, I ve had several emails from&lt;br /&gt;individuals requesting for my limited understanding of Dhyan. Before I&lt;br /&gt;share some of my thoughts, I would like to set a context within which my&lt;br /&gt;understanding makes sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three centers from which all your actions come: the head, the&lt;br /&gt;heart, and the being. The head is the most superficial. It has to think&lt;br /&gt;about things -- even if you fall in love the head thinks about it, am I&lt;br /&gt;really in love? And if it decides that yes, it seems you are in love,&lt;br /&gt;the head is going to propose to the woman, "I think I am in love with&lt;br /&gt;you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thinking is base. Man functions from the head. It has its utilities&lt;br /&gt;-- it has created all the sciences, and all the technologies, and all&lt;br /&gt;the nuclear bombs, aggression etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman generally functions from the heart, by woman, this also could&lt;br /&gt;mean the female energy, the ying etc. She cannot say, "I think I love&lt;br /&gt;you." It has never been heard in the whole history of humanity. She&lt;br /&gt;simply says, "I love you." Thinking plays no part. The heart is enough&lt;br /&gt;unto itself; it does not need any help from the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one has to choose between the head and the heart, one should choose&lt;br /&gt;the heart, because all the beautiful values of life belong to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;The head is a good mechanic, technician, but you cannot live your life&lt;br /&gt;joy just by being a mechanic, a technician, a scientist. The head has no&lt;br /&gt;qualities, capacities for joy, for blissfulness, for silence, for&lt;br /&gt;innocence, for beauty, for love, for all that makes the life rich -- it&lt;br /&gt;is the heart. Therefore, when considers meditation and that its to do&lt;br /&gt;with the head, our starting point may become contaminated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First drop from your head to your heart. But don't stop there; it is&lt;br /&gt;only an overnight stay, a temporary abode. You can have a little rest&lt;br /&gt;there, but it is not the goal. Drop from the heart into the being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the secret of meditation, that wherever you are -- in the&lt;br /&gt;head, in the heart -- it doesn't matter, meditation brings you from the&lt;br /&gt;head, from the heart, to the being. Meditation is the way to your own&lt;br /&gt;center of existence, where there is no question of getting stuck, no&lt;br /&gt;question about getting caught in your thoughts. This takes a little&lt;br /&gt;practice, but in a relatively short time, one can get to witness&lt;br /&gt;oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are 108 or so techniques for meditation, to start the process.&lt;br /&gt;The easiest is based on breath and is what is proscribed according to&lt;br /&gt;Sikhi. It starts with the "act" of doing... One is focusing on their&lt;br /&gt;breath in, their breath out.. It's a doing... And as our minds wander,&lt;br /&gt;we will "catch" our minds wandering...chasing thoughts, passing&lt;br /&gt;judgements to these thoughts etc.. Thought are like a horse and our&lt;br /&gt;attention becomes the rider. After a little practice its possible to&lt;br /&gt;cultivate a sense of mental focus. This then drops into a state of&lt;br /&gt;being... Being in the present moment. This takes some effort and&lt;br /&gt;re-conditioning of our minds. I know this may not be the done thing, but&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share an understanding of Mool Mantar from a view point&lt;br /&gt;of meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ek - this very moment&lt;br /&gt;Oong Kar - Being created, sustained, and destroyed, yet all within the&lt;br /&gt;Ek&lt;br /&gt;Sat nam - The Truth of NOW, This Moment existing, This moment being the&lt;br /&gt;Nam&lt;br /&gt;Kartha Purkh - That Creator that is in its creation. Therefore, being in&lt;br /&gt;the experience of NOW, will allow you to witness/experience/glimpse Nam&lt;br /&gt;Nirbhau - With out fear, since fear needs either a future or past. In&lt;br /&gt;the present moment, who can be feared, what is there not to know. All&lt;br /&gt;that is known is NOW, therefore no fear.&lt;br /&gt;Nirvar - hate needs a reference point, a point in the past. If one is in&lt;br /&gt;the now how can hate be experienced?&lt;br /&gt;Akaal Murth - Akaal, Without Time, outside time. The Now can not be&lt;br /&gt;subject of this time dimension. Murth its form&lt;br /&gt;Ajuni - Without Birth, Death or Rebirth. The now is always eternal&lt;br /&gt;Siabangh - That which is created from itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simran... The act of rememberance, an act of doing , an act of the head,&lt;br /&gt;in time drops to a state of being. Your very fabric is dyed with the&lt;br /&gt;reminder/ remembrance of the divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two methods of Dyhan, within, and without. Within is based on&lt;br /&gt;meditaion. Wthout is based on Sewa, selfless service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest state for meditation is being in love.Iove is the closest&lt;br /&gt;phenomenon to meditation. The moment you fall in love with someone, what&lt;br /&gt;actually happens? What transpires between those two who have fallen in&lt;br /&gt;love with each other? They drop their egos -- at least for each other.&lt;br /&gt;They drop their hypocrisies, their masks. They want to be together,&lt;br /&gt;almost one soul within two bodies. That's the desire of love. When your&lt;br /&gt;whole being is in remembrance of the beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is a beautiful moment to change it into a meditation. Just&lt;br /&gt;nobody has ever told them. In fact, just the opposite has been told to&lt;br /&gt;them. The sad fact is that many of us are replacing the Mysticism of&lt;br /&gt;Sikhi, the Bhagti Movement, the Love Devotion with a superficial mental&lt;br /&gt;and physical Sikhi. The heart appears to be less important in todays&lt;br /&gt;world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-111607512771142115?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/111607512771142115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=111607512771142115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111607512771142115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111607512771142115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2005/05/meditation.html' title='Meditation'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-111589939491414327</id><published>2005-05-12T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T05:03:14.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gurudwara</title><content type='html'>How many of us go into a Gurudwara bow our heads thinking about everything but the Guru and his word? I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us walk into the Gurudwara and before looking and concentrating on our Guruji infront of us, we look for people who we might know and who we can sit down next to, cos we dont want to sit by ourselves (that means we look like loners!)? I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us will not listen to what our Guruji is saying and concentrating on the word, but talk to our friends about whats happenin? hows life? what you doin tonight? I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ask yourselves would we do this if Guru Gobind Singh Ji was sitting up there infront of us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-111589939491414327?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/111589939491414327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=111589939491414327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111589939491414327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111589939491414327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2005/05/gurudwara.html' title='Gurudwara'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-111564063789406031</id><published>2005-05-09T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:38:42.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Religions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-111564063789406031?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/111564063789406031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=111564063789406031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111564063789406031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111564063789406031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2005/05/religions.html' title='Religions'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-111564051849754274</id><published>2005-05-09T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T05:08:38.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guru Gobind Singh JI</title><content type='html'>How great was Guru Gobind Singh JI, who  sacrificed everything for the cause of humanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guru Gobind Singh Ji Maharaj, Father - I'm sorry, I've wasted this life, when you sacrificed everything for me to have my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-111564051849754274?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/111564051849754274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=111564051849754274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111564051849754274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111564051849754274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2005/05/guru-gobind-singh-ji.html' title='Guru Gobind Singh JI'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-111564018748935048</id><published>2005-05-09T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T05:03:07.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God, Waheguru, Ram, Allah</title><content type='html'>Family, Money, Cars, Women/Men, Houses, Clothes, Maya......Waheguru comes last on the list what fools we are!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at everything as if you were looking at God&lt;br /&gt;Listen to everything as you were to be listening to God.&lt;br /&gt;Speak to everyone the way you would speak to God.&lt;br /&gt;Think of everything as God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears come to my eyes when I think of thee, why is that so? The body goes numb, theres a shiver down my spine, my heart feels like something is pulling it, the mind feels fresh, whilst dryness takes the breath.  Why is this so Master, beloved Waheguru?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not even worthy of being the dirt on the shoes of the slaves of the slaves of Waheguru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only pray to you waheguru when we need your help and how great you are waheguru that you still come to my aid! I only use you, yet you help me when im in great trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou Waheguru ji, Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me life, thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a way of life, thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me your name, thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;You give me everything I need and want, thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;You give, you take, thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;Yet we dont say thankyou, thankyou for everything Waheguruji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im such a fool, you have shown me the way, yet I am still blind.&lt;br /&gt;You have given me your word, yet I am still deaf.&lt;br /&gt;You have told me what to say, yet I am still dumb.&lt;br /&gt;You have told me how to live, yet I am still paralyzed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some call you Ram, some call you Allah, some call you Lord, I call you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help me find you, otherwise this life will be wasted! Who knows how many I have wasted already!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me strength so I can destroy the 5 sins which pollute my mind, body and soul.  Those sins which keep me away from thee.  Make me fearless, show me love, make me walk the path Nanak has set out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your great, yet I dont appreciate you! I ignore you, say ill words to others, I have time for everything apart from you, I dont think of you, yet your so great that you wait for me to say hello, bye, goodmorning, goodnight.  You never think bad of me, you say theres always tommorrow, yet I still dissappoint thee, how great you must be to wait for an idiot like me! Waheguru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor is a King without you.  Rich is a beggar with you.&lt;br /&gt;Childless is a mother without you.&lt;br /&gt;Dry is the water without you.&lt;br /&gt;Cold is the sun without you.&lt;br /&gt;Love is hate without you.&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is hell without you.&lt;br /&gt;Life is death without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-111564018748935048?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/111564018748935048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=111564018748935048' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111564018748935048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111564018748935048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2005/05/god-waheguru-ram-allah.html' title='God, Waheguru, Ram, Allah'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12704728.post-111541269637803929</id><published>2005-05-06T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T13:51:36.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The awakening</title><content type='html'>When will thee awaken me, I feel a pull from within when I hear the truth, but this poor soul is too attached to material&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12704728-111541269637803929?l=serveansacrifice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/feeds/111541269637803929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12704728&amp;postID=111541269637803929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111541269637803929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12704728/posts/default/111541269637803929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serveansacrifice.blogspot.com/2005/05/awakening.html' title='The awakening'/><author><name>Conqueror of the world</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857705033964041803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
