One Thought, One Source

What is better in me today?

Did something change along the way?

Not what I learned, not what I knew—

But did the Creator become more true?

Did His greatness rise above my mind?

Did I leave my little “I” behind?

Because when His greatness rules the heart,

My thoughts, my life, begin to restart.

There is one Thought behind it all,

Behind every rise, behind every fall.

One force acting through every state,

One purpose pulling us toward our fate.

Wicked or righteous—what do we see?

Only what is revealed inside of me.

If I refuse what creation demands,

I remain a servant in ego's hands.

But revelation does not come from me,

It comes from Above so I can see.

And what was hidden begins to show:

There is nowhere else I need to go.

Arvut isn't built alone inside,

It comes through brothers standing side by side.

The groups awaken what I cannot find,

Until one heart begins forming one mind.

A thousand groups across the earth,

Different languages, different birth—

But distance cannot split the soul

When one source leads us toward one goal.

If we drink from a different well,

Different stories are what we'll tell.

But when one lesson feeds us all,

The walls between the brothers fall.

Same day, same source, the same direction,

Each group strengthening the connection.

And may teachers rise in every land,

To help the world begin to understand.

There is one Thought. There is one way.

Make it greater in me today.

Not yesterday's fire, not yesterday's view—

Creator, make Your greatness new.

And when the whole world begins to see

That none of us were meant to be free

From one another—but free from the “I,”

We'll build one Kli beneath one sky.

 

ARVUT — KILL THE I

I came here looking for something more,

tired of knocking on the same damn door.

This beastly life had run its course,

but I still couldn't find the source.

Then came the friends and made it clear,

the thing I needed was already here.

Not in myself, not in my mind,

but in the brothers I left behind.

Advertise the goal until I see,

there ain't no road that's meant for me.

Raise the greatness of the Creator high,

until there's nowhere left for the I.

Friend tells friend and group tells group,

until we're pulled into one loop.

Each one building the other's desire,

each one throwing wood on the fire.

I don't need Arvut to save my skin,

I need Arvut to bury what's within.

That stubborn bastard screaming, “ME!”

that keeps my heart from being free.

So crush my pride with brutal love,

and raise the greatness from above.

Let me disappear inside the ten,

and find my true existence then.

The deficiency must fit the plan,

not what the ego wants from man.

The thought of creation sets the aim—

to make us one, not praise my name.

And when the world has had enough

of empty promises and useless stuff,

it too will finally ask us why:

What do we gain when we kill the I?

Then we can show what we came to prove:

connection is not something you improve.

It's where the shattered pieces start—

Arvut is one collective heart.

Searching For Truth

 As the skies clear and the rain subsides,

There is no reason to continue to hide.

When the heart opens and new thoughts come in,

Giving each person a place to begin.

Searching the Reshimo for something clear,

A spark from within that is drawing us near.

A memory awakened, a point in the heart,

Calling us forward, showing where to start.

It wasn't by chance that the question appeared,

Or all of the walls we struggled and feared.

Each fall left a mark, each sorrow a clue,

Until something deeper came breaking on through.

The Reshimo awakens—but I cannot climb,

Alone in myself, wasting my time.

I need all my brothers, their hearts joined with mine,

For only together do sparks start to shine.

So let the rain fall, let the old world depart,

The road to the Creator begins in the heart.

We search not alone for the truth we pursue—

I find Him in them, and they find Him in you.