Trump And Krama

A Pilgrimage from the Political to the Spiritual

Not only is every person’s way of looking at life different—
But their way is different.
Some speak from knowledge—some emotion.
But there are a few who speak from the presence—
some silence and some aura of space where truth doesn’t shout but is. Today, the world’s attention is on President Donald J. Trump. And so is mine. But I do not look through the same window.

A Different Gaze

Some see Mr. Trump as a businessman.
Some see him through the lens of political morality—right or wrong.
But I have never had an interest in politics.
I did not choose this attention.
It chose me.

Just as an earthquake announces its arrival through the trembling of the earth,
Mr. Trump’s re-entry into the White House on January 20 sent an unmistakable vibration
into the world’s energy field.

I felt the quake—not on the ground, but in the shell of consciousness.
And for me, that shell is God. Or should I say… energy?

Why was this happening?
What was the cause?
Was it right or wrong?

I did not go looking for answers.
I simply stood still.
In silence.
In prayer.

No Books, Until Nature Taught Me

I had never read any book in my life—
until nature began teaching me.
Then I found books only to confirm
what life itself had already written into me.

I had no attachment to any person.
My only relationship was with the aura of energy
in which all these events were taking place.

It didn’t matter whether someone was a president
or a poor man in a hut.
The end is the same.

And I had no interest in what dies.
My love has always been for the creator—
of both the rich and the poor.
Of Trump and the homeless.
Of the powerful and the powerless.

Up to 4500 Books on Mr. Trump—But What About the Soul?

To date, over 4500 books have been written about Mr. Trump.
Each one offers a worldly view—
analyzing his success, failure, psychology, elections, or strategy.

But I ask:

Did all that fame satisfy Mr. Trump?
Did his high office make him a complete human being?

In my view, the answer is no.

Discrimination, hunger, greed—
What we see in the common man
still exists in Mr. Trump today.
So how is he different?

If he still speaks with childish defiance,
How is he wise?

If money no longer stays under his feet
but rises to his head—
What use is his business success?

From President to Pilgrim

For me, the most beautiful thing
is not a person, a party, or a presidency.
It is that unseen force
which turns coal into diamonds,
suffering into awakening,
division into prayer.

Call it God.
Call it Oneness.
Call it Love.

Believe it or don’t believe it.
It does not matter.

The Third Gift for Mr. Trump—and the First Gift for the Soul

In my opinion,
This book is the third and truest gift for Mr. Trump.

And for us?

It is a journey of beautiful words. —
from worldly ambition to spiritual realization.
From noise to knowing.
From ego to essence.

It is not a book.
It is a pilgrimage.
A still river we walk with.
A mirror that shows not just Mr. Trump—
but the truth beyond him.

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