___She___

I still walk every night, at one point with two minds

......Its all the same, All the very same.....

Same day another lane or Same lane another day

Again and again 

She 

Again

But Naked Truth encompassing every details
  silently leads me home in the morning

Goodnight

Life consumes Life

 TWICE           I Long ...*...TWICE          I DIE

         TO VICE       It Becomes 

        
    Bloop it loops up in the dualist cycle 

eventually creating Infinite cycles of Life and Death

Growth feeds on rotting filth, the slimy jelly like lifeforms
creates complex structure of whole gross world
 Being filth ignored by the civilization works silently towards its goal 
unseen , untouched and undisturbed.
Untill it departs its life to give breath to and being consumed by huge Tree like structures somewhere shadowing, somewhere keeping the warmth intact,
Gives shelter to many habitats 
Like dull emotions growing its branches and cooling down to reveal just nourish warmth underneath which will eventually bloom happiness

Some Chirps, Some Mooos, Some Clicks So many sounds of joy 
It will live almost eternally as long as it is not consumed by its own Ego 
and consumes itself in retaining its own identity,
 and all the mark on its trunk, its branches tells the story of its lifetime, growing towards its death becoming Dry lifeless trunk , now place for many Nocturnal creatures with big scary but beautiful eyes, some hangs upside down 
They are outcasts, too hard to fit inside the so called perfect world, so they take shelter where they don't get disturbed while they sleep during the day.

Far away from civilized sophisticated, well organized Egos 
where Ego consumes Ego and yet Creates more of them,
and Creating whole clan of race to rule called Human species,
Highly intellectual, Highly civilized, victim of their own intellect always on the move for more the dissatisfied race, where more is always less.
They say they rule the world!!!

Don't know whether they rule or consume themselves

BITTER MIND

When truth becomes apparent.
And Absolute is far beyond dualistic dilemmas
When Bitterness tastes even more bitter
Hunger, Sleep, Ambition doesn't quench the thirst any more
 

My mind!! Look around, no mater how much you run,

 you will find the same road starting again.....
Again and again... same grooves same pain ........

........and same me :) looking around...
.... Round and Round.....Bound and Bound.......!!!!!

Foooofff....
Breath a little deeper, Swallow all the Bitterness,

 Drink the whole Jar of Ambitions and Desires.....
and when you Burb it out.......   

Ask yourself,

 Are you not gonna be hungry again ...?
Will this drink be suffice..? or You will feel thirsty again...!!

Listen to the beats in rhythm,.... which the heart follows every moment,
 Doesn't he get tired of beating?
Doesn't he feels bored of pumping the blood again and again, 

Doesn't he?

Does he Ask for a break......
What if He, The Heart goes for a break?


Embrace!! Embrace!! Reject not !!

My Mind

Look at the Love Divine

From the eyes of Thine

 Unmanifested LIMBO

Hey unmanifested limbo
what you want from me
My mind goes on asking
what is required to be free

Lust wanders as a hunter
Quenches thirst by its Decree
Past drinking comes forth the hunger
I wonder how it wants to be free

Blazing fire!! Burning all deceased filth
Manifesting space for new things to grow
Sky is Dark, shadow is hovering with wind
can you give me another boat to row.. .

Let me grow or let me go
Don't let me wander again in search of freedom
Yeah I am tired to be free again and again
The search for end is "The SEARCH" which never ends
Always being tied,..,. to be free....

Hey unmanifested Limbo
Please don't manifest again

 

Distorting Dualities

                Truth morphed as lies,,.... manipulated.........., manifested... in to reality as amazingly beautiful LIES ....which has its charm in its own delusion, Unlike hard hitting TRUTH harsh and very raw giving nothing but all reality, denies all fantasies of intelectual imaginations.

             Beautiful LIES....? Does it exist? which looks beautiful as distortion but do not have its own existence. No matter how much we manipulate it still remains a Lie. Its distorted figure always dances before my mind but Heart remains aloof in pain, desires nothing but to know the real .. The Real .. the Truth.

                

          Everything dances before my eyes distorting manifesting in many beatitudes... but I don't know why I still remain aloof searching everything in silence like The Silence is saying everything to me....

Ideals or Idols

                                               Sometimes we are so busy making ideals in our lives that we forget to practice it. The Ideals remains dead just as concept if its not practiced.
                                                                        If it is kept only as concept for a longer period of time without practicing it in our lives, then it loses its power of being real or becoming real. This may end up in some temple where ideal takes the form of Idol, eventually  worshiped and becoming a wish granting machine.
                                         That is the Great power of Ideals lost somewhere in Idol and we start following it as a Noun which would have been a verb in our lives. But poor thing remains as an Idol burdened with so much expectations of our prayers.

           The journey from Idea to Ideal and finally it ends as Idol. Lets reverse engineer a bit. 

Contemplating on Karma today

                 Our karma is attached to us, Sure it depends on us. But why we get attached to our Karma and try to get its fruits in favor of us?
Though One Karma under different circumstances brings different outcomes. It tells that the fruits will always come forth, . . but mixed with the situation it becomes unpredictable.
                 But After all these thoughts one thing is for sure that Past Karma conditions our mind to make the Future Karma be more fruitful and in our favor, which makes our karma influenced by past and future both. This leads to contamination of our thoughts conditioned by our ability. And this impurity keeps us always away from truth.