Ode to Humanity

I am not a big fan of human kind, the version of life that in today’s day seems to be only focused upon itself. The day’s pass and humans do not even appreciate them being pinnacles of the force of all life on this planet. The sheer lack of awe in the accomplishment in subjugating the whole planet and killing themselves in the process is an act of brazen stupidity (is it not?)

I am indebted to this planet and its primate owners, for they have taught me that they will wish to kill everything so that they can feel something. That living in absolute pristine sacredness is not enough for them, for they need to create the profane to feel something for themselves (if only it is pity or apathy!)

There is dissonance of epic proportions in this race, they feel so lonely and they are unable to share a laugh or polite talk, they want business – to be able to get one up on each other so they would be the tallest monkey standing. When the end of days come, they all will kneel down just the same.

Should this not have taught this beautiful and introspective genetic complexity to become adapted to what helps itself? Apparently not, its easier to become ignorant and enforce it on every life form till it slowly fades away.

Of course I am a fan of technology, that is how my words will forever remain frozen on something which does not have feelings (A server in this case). A network of servers not exactly serving each other is humanities proudest creation indeed.

Be you a fan of the free democracy and such, I too enjoy the peace guns bring and that is the world of mutual deterrent. What a wonderful time to change things around we all silently pray?

I am not poking at something which is the pinnacle of humanity in whatever way you can imagine, whether it be awesome power to control his environment and using it for his luxury and creative inertia. But it is also a dwindling form, where the base or core of human values slip and are equal to nil. Lines blur and form changes form, but till we keep essence to its purity; there is no escaping bleak reality.

I am an optimist by heart, thinking that the beauty which children will learn while being amidst nature and learning the best of both human invention and natural selection. Freedom being what it is for each such form and co existence is a thing of the past. But I may not be right, and see what the human world has to offer - technological prisons and further plight. Where we may know a thousand selves of another all of them false and lies, and never really love another because of the distractions taking over and how!

Humanity has made it to the big league as the smallest player ever born. Not a morsel of grey matter or heart left and this is the final straw. Prove ourselves as masters of ourselves is the real test to the universe at large (which is focusing upon this reclusive planet and its idiotic crowd) - how we prove our mettle is left to our grandest version of ourselves of course.
Peace and Joy!

Circular Stillness

The atoms inside our bodies, they contain a central core and a peripheral node which endlessly revolves around in spiral 3 dimensional geometry.

It is almost like the minuscule parts which make the whole are engaging in a kind of still dance. Where the core is always soaking in what the outer realms are dancing endlessly for. Almost reminds me of a moth which is headed of a flame - the passion and love between them which is eternal and perennial.

The realization that we are all made of elements which are perpetually half in motion and rest half at rest also flows back to the kind of experience we all are having; restless mindless and mindful rested ecstasy. A combination of forgetful endless rotation around the things which hold our fancy and the remembrance which brings a core / center to us from where we see things with a 360 degree view.

When our own selves are made of this, what else can be said. There is beauty in both the particle rotating and the particle which is witnessing, and yes both of them make up the whole. When we start thinking we are one part, the other becomes neglected and the whole suffers.

In this circular revolution remains the key to liberation. It is almost as if all of existence is reverberating with the still and causal forces at play.
Of course let us not forget the beautiful core of our being exists both as matter and wave at the same time as well. Energy and physicality enduring side by side as still and motion and we are the entire existence within each cell of one endless being with and without form!

Om NamaCivaya ~!~

Peace and Joy

Shamanistic Saviors

A lonesome forest to the prying eyes holds the dearest secrets of the inner worlds. Not everyone knows what is going on other than those who still their attention accordingly.

The lone hilltop holding secrets from bygone times, where ancient men walked and helped those in need without any ask in return. The secret nature of divination which had its roots in pure experience of the super consciousness abound.

Lo! Behold a broken down entrance to a cave nearby the waterfall flooding it with pure transparent water. The cave is darker as you step inside and eyes take a while to get acclimatized. The floor is uneven and wet and so is the roof (filled with ancient stalagmites). The entrance into the inner world (literally and metaphorically)

The shaman howls a gentle weep and sends echoes down the cave structure, the howls spread through and echo back from and into the void. (There is no one to hear and no one to speak in the depths of this darkness)

There is discreet song and melancholy in dance, a long moment of silent admiration of everything around. The rain pitter patters on the tree tops and then slides from the leaves onto our faces. As we set the direction inwards towards the underworld within and without.
What bewitching sorcery is this, the cave expands as we descend further into darkness. There are ways which it mends, ebbs and flows and sometimes we must retrace our steps to make headway deeper underground. Here there is solid ground (beneath our feet and supporting our minds) but there must be stronger resolve to break on through to the other side.
The mirror which is the water pool in this deep dark muddy and clearing at the same time. The world's are at opposite ends, can you see with your strong eye? The Shaman speaks this in my mind with the utmost irreverence.

Peace & Joy!

Indigenous Ingenious

There is no sustainability in profit against nature; there is no sense in warring against what gives you life.

You may sell it to others in the name of ignorance and make them believe your lies. When you and your empire fail and crumble; you will sorely realize (the ingenuity of the indigenous mind!)

Everything we are, are from this earth provided in full. All we need to do is appreciate and a bit more well, oh why we wander pillar to post for some hidden elixir I wonder out every moment. What is it that our soul has missed on, that we need to kill our neighbor?

You quote bullshit like might is right, but I see you bit by a bug of insanity. You feel so proud pouting your shit, all you need is a hug and that there are ways to amend your wasteful ways.

In the name of those who are maim and cant speak your lies, we the sons and daughters of this earth will rise. We will come to the fore and not be afraid to pull you down.

What is the way out from the web of corrupt-o-cracy that we are a part of, that we define our life against? Is there a better way or is it hope against hope. Can we ever restore nature to her glory learning from her subtle ways, or are we doomed to live in a nuclear desert waste land for the rest of our days?

Your child and mine are at stake, all of life and its glory too if we make a mistake. There is no scope for hysterics or error this time around. We have let human horrors take on unprecedented row.

Pull the reigns, and learn from our mistakes. The indigenous tribes that have warned us all the way, learn at least how they could sustain themselves all of millennia without any advanced technological aid. How the mother earth has given them their heart’s desire and kept them from harm’s way.

Brick and mortar for another day, plants and trees to sustain us against climate change. Otherwise your money will not buy you clean air or water. Your corporate pride will turn to personal shame.

Be wise and spread the seeds of life and not hate, love unto another and love yourself just the same. All your mistakes can be swiped clean if you go back to roots and love the earth without staking a claim (on her in any which way)

Your excel sheets will not forecast your demise, your heart will jump out and walk away towards sunrise. You can choose not to believe in my words. But your conscience will surely destroy your false facades in the silence of your own head.

Still time to undo what you have done. Still time to learn from your ancestors and their unique ways (to sustain). Give up your fool hardiness and incessant need to create artificial hells, live on earth in peace – it is the closest to paradise you will ever experience.

Peace and Joy

Dancing in the Darkness (Part I)

A lonesome forest to the prying eyes holds the dearest secrets of the inner worlds. Not everyone knows what is going on other than those who still their attention accordingly.

The lone hilltop holding secrets from bygone times, where ancient men walked and helped those in need without any ask in return. The secret nature of divination which had its roots in pure experience of the super consciousness abound. 

Lo! Behold a broken down entrance to a cave nearby the waterfall flooding it with pure transparent water. The cave is darker as you step inside and eyes take a while to get acclimatized. The floor is uneven and wet and so is the roof (filled with ancient stalagmites). The entrance into the inner world (literally and metaphorically) 

The shaman howls a gentle weep and sends echoes down the cave structure, the howls spread through and echo back from and into the void. (There is no one to hear and no one to speak in the depths of this darkness) 

There is discreet song and melancholy in dance, a long moment of silent admiration of everything around. The rain pitter patters on the tree tops and then slides from the leaves onto our faces. As we set the direction inwards towards the underworld within and without.
What bewitching sorcery is this, the cave expands as we descend further into darkness. There are ways which it mends, ebbs and flows and sometimes we must retrace our steps to make headway deeper underground. Here there is solid ground (beneath our feet and supporting our minds) but there must be stronger resolve to break on through to the other side.
The mirror which is the water pool in this deep dark muddy and clearing at the same time. The world's are at opposite ends, can you see with your strong eye? The Shaman speaks this in my mind with the utmost irreverence. His impeccability is seeping through my soul. I am retiring to the inertia of my former life and lord behold, he is in those images too.
Veiling his face with a warrior mask, jumping like a violent creature of the dark; shouting sharp sounds into the cave's interior. He is whispering the na'hual into my heart.
Somehow all the pain and suffering I have kept inside; evaporates and the intense fear that I have of losing my love has been swept away. There is no one who will take away anything or add on to anything I hold dear; The Shaman has come to save me from dismay.
I dip inside the water pool and swim to the depths, there is an underground offering where everything which I hold dear (Clothes, jewelry, skin and bones) are all made to drift away and lose their selves in this deep dark pool.
I come on to the other side of this drowning cave... and it is a world beyond compare...

Peace & Joy!

Natural Remedy

There is a natural source of all this pain, there is indeed natural remedy for this. Why do we play these endless pointless games?

Why are we seeing so much disdain, enter suffering forever to remain.

I am tired, slouched on one corner of my world. On the other remains joyful never endings of childhood and youth. We could all be in such a better place if we ended our hypocrisy.

There is love round the corner, which will soothe your broken soul. There are rain drops pit pattering on your head asking you to go slow. The world has the solutions to all your pain. You just need to open and let it all go..

Sitting on the clouds where the waterfalls drain from the ground and fall into the bowl of the beautiful blue sky; looking into heavens and falling short. One day you are here and then eternity swallows you whole. Natural remedy for this ancient sore (of existence and its fatalities)

We all need to be cured, from insanity and knowledge and the ways we have been following; destroying what we see, creating out of greed. Dying always in ignorance and plight. Never living to inspire and love. What is the point of existence such as this?

Come together and be without any sorrow; take time to drink from the fountain of eternity where death and birth are both whirling around like in a cesspool. Drink deep and see it cure you of your illness (which haunts you lifetimes and bodies to go)

Cure yourself of malice and be more wholesome than who you are!

Peace and Joy