The senses dont make any sense any more. The World is a projection inside my head. Like the kernel of a coconut. Or being in the centre of the universe till the lights of the planetarium comes on. So what does the real world look like? Beyond the senses. Shut your eyes. Close ur ears. Clamp the nose. What then is left? The mind - that is the combination of all the senses that sucks you to its world. Shut the mind too. What remains? Silence. Now is there something beyond silence? How long should the silence be till the door opens? The mind stands between me and the door. Its chattering creases the silence and hides the door. Silence. It is the key.
Friday, October 08, 2004
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
getting the divine to ascend into the heart
during the day, the soul vanishes. as though the devil needs to earn the living. then morning comes and the soul rises for a few moment. gives a glimpse of eternal solace. then hte masks are put on again. the dance with the devil begins. the sacred sap is exchanged for the ego's survival and the night comes again for the soul to apply the healing. when can i cross over?
Monday, July 05, 2004
Nirvana be
That is the question. Nirvana be or not to be? So Descartes got it all wrong. Cogito is not ergo sum. It seems to be the opposite. So till the cosmos gives you a tongue fill into your gasping mouth, dance to the tune of the forces and do the roller coaster on the intestines. But then the Universe is kind..!
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