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Simran Video (MV)




Performed By: Shaun JaRell
Language: English
Length: 4:24
Written by: Shaun Martin




Shaun JaRell - Simran Lyrics
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What Does Simran Mean?
In Hindu and yogic philosophy Simran is the act of profound reflection that leads to awareness of the true nature of the inner realm through calling upon the name of God.
In Sikhism, Simran is the act of reciting or repeating the name of God in prayer.
The constant remembrance of one's connection with the divine.
This refers to the continuous reminiscence of the finest aspect of our primordial inner being.
The meditative, longingly creative feeling of God or Cosmic Divine Reality.
Yeah
What's the very first thing you recall about your life?
How you born in the middle of a riddle and never quite understand how it began even prior to diapers and if there's even some kind of plan or we just fighting for our life?
Distracting ourselves from the deeper strife
While detracting our health and extracting ourselves
Soul fragments for sale
They stole magic for wealth
And sold tragic for profit
Legend has it we're off it
Wonder if that's happened often?
And can we shift the optics or what's the sanest option?
If that's even up for topics
Rather lie out in the tropics sometimes our hearts seem too frosted
Myself included, accountability wasn't precluded
Since that one ya'll love to use it at this point it's hardly amusing or maybe partly confusing
And just a dash of delusion and maybe that one is mutual
Can't just pop it back in place cause it's more than contusions
Bad blood when it bruises
Poppin' vessels for hubris
It is believed that practicing Simran purifies the practitioner.
Gradually freeing him or her from the hypnosis of spiritual darkness and helping to experience mystical revelation, perceptual liberation, and psychosomatic wholeness.
When we reach internally beyond the chattering mind, false identification with the conceptual image of ego and physical body our frequency begins to match the subtle realms of the Infinite.
If I ain't judging you for how you feel
I don't expect to be grilled about how I deal
What about all the times when the poison spilled?
And acid rained, but these flowers never toiled still
Got it twisted they expect you to recoil, chill
So it all just turned to stone like gargoyles real
Flyin' off the handles and the ledges just until
You look up and all the tenure is in the rearview mirror
And the vipers are always closer than they may appear
And no I'm not a snake charmer, never tried to break armor
So if they ever try and hit you where it hurts
Take the seeds and put it in the dirt
Add the elements and let Nature do its work
You don't have to throw mud even if they threw it first
It took some to show up but forreal I knew it first
I know schadenfreude when I see it that's the worst
Guess we found our answers now we're callin' off the search
Now we know what's up, aight bet what's the word?
This the dialect that was blessed by your curse
Don't ever forget that if the roles were reversed
You would not regret standing tall standing firm
People treat you how you let 'em so I guess they gotta learn
Since they wanna throw the match
Then let it burn
We can usher in a new era maybe these were my confessions
Anything but a concession
This is what it sounds like when you master self-expression
So many people alienated from themselves they damn near extraterrestrial
I'm unsure of the percentage
Irish exits in my genetics
Beware of the mimetics
If the consciousness is weak they'll have you out here actin' like a savage
And treat it like a badge of honor always felt anthropological
Gotta live among the foreign people to know that they're ya equals
No life-form is beneath you
And there won't be a sequel
Can put that on the prequel
Ecocentric over ethnocentric
And they may not always know all these definitions
Biggest trauma response has surrounded the linguistics
Too many assumptions leave you misrepresented
But I think that this might conclude my exhibition
Either find your voice or get lost in the noise
I guess we all gotta make a choice..
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What Does Simran Mean?
In Hindu and yogic philosophy Simran is the act of profound reflection that leads to awareness of the true nature of the inner realm through calling upon the name of God.
In Sikhism, Simran is the act of reciting or repeating the name of God in prayer.
The constant remembrance of one's connection with the divine.
This refers to the continuous reminiscence of the finest aspect of our primordial inner being.
The meditative, longingly creative feeling of God or Cosmic Divine Reality.
Yeah
What's the very first thing you recall about your life?
How you born in the middle of a riddle and never quite understand how it began even prior to diapers and if there's even some kind of plan or we just fighting for our life?
Distracting ourselves from the deeper strife
While detracting our health and extracting ourselves
Soul fragments for sale
They stole magic for wealth
And sold tragic for profit
Legend has it we're off it
Wonder if that's happened often?
And can we shift the optics or what's the sanest option?
If that's even up for topics
Rather lie out in the tropics sometimes our hearts seem too frosted
Myself included, accountability wasn't precluded
Since that one ya'll love to use it at this point it's hardly amusing or maybe partly confusing
And just a dash of delusion and maybe that one is mutual
Can't just pop it back in place cause it's more than contusions
Bad blood when it bruises
Poppin' vessels for hubris
It is believed that practicing Simran purifies the practitioner.
Gradually freeing him or her from the hypnosis of spiritual darkness and helping to experience mystical revelation, perceptual liberation, and psychosomatic wholeness.
When we reach internally beyond the chattering mind, false identification with the conceptual image of ego and physical body our frequency begins to match the subtle realms of the Infinite.
If I ain't judging you for how you feel
I don't expect to be grilled about how I deal
What about all the times when the poison spilled?
And acid rained, but these flowers never toiled still
Got it twisted they expect you to recoil, chill
So it all just turned to stone like gargoyles real
Flyin' off the handles and the ledges just until
You look up and all the tenure is in the rearview mirror
And the vipers are always closer than they may appear
And no I'm not a snake charmer, never tried to break armor
So if they ever try and hit you where it hurts
Take the seeds and put it in the dirt
Add the elements and let Nature do its work
You don't have to throw mud even if they threw it first
It took some to show up but forreal I knew it first
I know schadenfreude when I see it that's the worst
Guess we found our answers now we're callin' off the search
Now we know what's up, aight bet what's the word?
This the dialect that was blessed by your curse
Don't ever forget that if the roles were reversed
You would not regret standing tall standing firm
People treat you how you let 'em so I guess they gotta learn
Since they wanna throw the match
Then let it burn
We can usher in a new era maybe these were my confessions
Anything but a concession
This is what it sounds like when you master self-expression
So many people alienated from themselves they damn near extraterrestrial
I'm unsure of the percentage
Irish exits in my genetics
Beware of the mimetics
If the consciousness is weak they'll have you out here actin' like a savage
And treat it like a badge of honor always felt anthropological
Gotta live among the foreign people to know that they're ya equals
No life-form is beneath you
And there won't be a sequel
Can put that on the prequel
Ecocentric over ethnocentric
And they may not always know all these definitions
Biggest trauma response has surrounded the linguistics
Too many assumptions leave you misrepresented
But I think that this might conclude my exhibition
Either find your voice or get lost in the noise
I guess we all gotta make a choice..
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