Sat Nam (Truth is my Identity)

Emptiness is blessed. Whoever is able to taste this, this is its glory.

Everyone is perfect. In this perfection is pleasure, love, hate and all its spectrum.

No one. No one. No one is here. Only the Truth. Only Sat.

Everywhere you look it is already perfect.

The light does not know it is light. That it is bright. It just is.

Everything is like this.

Nothing else exist.

This is how it is.

You only need to be IT.

Sa • Ta • Na • Ma

Creation • Existence • Destruction • Rebirth

Sat Nam