The Subtle Art of Leaving

Some people may believe the title to mean (it can be read many ways lol); the way to vanish without a trace. Which is also extremely profound to say the least. The ability to be invisible; The ability to not leave a footprint when and where all how all one lived. Its a sorcery almost you could say. The art of doing and being without a breadth heard. This is being a perfect shaman to me. Healing without attention wasted on the medium of the body.
But that is not what I had in my mind yet;
The art of leaving; every thought and action unto itself. Without any lingering. Without any obsession or need. Do you get what I say? Well all of us have. The way something disappears in our life and love. Poof here and now not. Well to leave is to be at peace too right?
You understand where I am going with this? At the end of your and my life. There will be no life, after life, more life, or life unto itself. We accept the ways things change, especially ourselves. Without pity or need; greed or apathy.
Yea, this I can coin as a subtle art indeed, which takes effort and patience. Its to be at peace every time all the time (I learn this as nature shows me that there is no moment I can spend, or do which can be without alertness or aloofness mixed in… sure you must understand?!). Peace is paramount;
Is it not? If there is no peace at heart and mind, then you might as well say goodbye to your worthless spending life.

This is dispassion which the master hari krishna speaks about. Playing the flute and enticing ourselves to give up, willfully! Do you understand what a powerful play that is. Its gives chills down my spine; To sacrifice with no remorse; and no expectations.
So few and far in between our grand species can do this and with such ease! What a subtle art it must be. At this point some think; is there a use for such a mastery in the first place? Why should we just sit and watch by our life go to the grave.
I laugh a bit and chuckle too; see the subtle play, You see masters who understand and realize it with so much more clarity; life’s chemistry; purpose or ultimate goal. And they see that there is not much time till they are no more, and with such precious time they try and master themselves to the extent that they can be a passive yet kinetic observer in any situation. It means to give up to fate/god/reality/power yet at the same time taking the experience with a pill of poison. Our goal oriented existence is not worth it; with our mortality frail and ending every instant. Use this to practice the path of absolute silence. To show your worth, while being humble?
Leave all to nature, thats what is asked. Leave all needs of your life and the tyrannies you have endured. Keep walking straight through fire and make it out with a smile so divine.
Leave your nature; and you will be it. Leave your mind alone, it shall shine and outshine. Leave yourself by the river, and see what a wonderful new day it is. Leave this grip on your sanity; (I laugh so much). There is no use to hang on to a devilish imagination!
Peace All the Way Out Brothers and Sisters. Shanthi Shanthi Shanthi

Theta To Turiya~

The advantages of meditation for our day to day life. *or something to that effect*

I have tried and tested personal self help sort of meditation (not advocated through any cult or sorts- a sort of relaxation which I have personally discovered beneficial for myself over time), for most of my post pubescent life; though not practiced in regular timed intervals (mostly erratic because of the constant demands on time for business and fun) but whenever I have managed to actualize the process and sit in my meditation room, I have felt immense bliss, peace and intense brain activity like never before.
Hence I over time have tried to understand how meditation actually helps us or changes us. There have been many studies (well at least some which have actually taken this age old process seriously) on the subject with mostly Buddhist monks (who achieve this very easily as part of their daily life) as lab rats mostly. The western scientific community still does not know much about brain chemistry and how various external and internal processes go ahead to change it while alive.
The brain actively can be present in 4 states (shown below in diagram) as the frequencies change and hence present different views of the world (internal and external). These also correspond to the 4 states of consciousness which Indian tantra and yoga states present in all living organisms for the most part. The final and most intense state in Indian yoga refers to 'Turiya'. This is intense dreaming state, where there is presence of pure consciousness reflecting itself. And the meditator/perceiver is part of this, reflecting on her own consciousness.
The other three states are - Jagrat (corresponding to beta perhaps) Svapna (corresponding to Delta state) and Sushupti(corresponding to delta and advanced alpha states).
The Alpha state is the one which is most active and strongly reinforced as a practitioner starts dreaming or meditating * Please do not confuse the dreaming I refer to as those involuntary dreams-- we are a part of without the least bit of control over them from our side- though we are the ones creating such dreams yet with no perceived control for the most part,
Rather the dreams i am talking about refer to active lucid dreaming where one is able to create visualize and project intense realistic dream in sleep while having perfect control and reflection over them*
The fourth state (turiya) corresponds closely to theta state of brain function. It is not considered a state in indian texts, rather it is an absence of states (dualistic or otherwise), and in turiya; the practitioner is able to transcend into advaitya. Into universal oneness.
The Gita propounded by Krishna also goes with something like this- while arjuna (the troubled mind asks) - How to see the lord/be the lord/Who am I? and Krishna replies (the advaitya consciousness)-
"When Dream and sleep disappear; That which is left; can be considered to be the true you"

So how to achieve theta states, if only for a certain period of time? I have pondered deep into this question, because when one starts meditating; there is initial difficulty caused due to the ever agitated nature of the mind which does not allow for even a second of pure relaxation which when overcome is followed by a sudden static state peace (though its a stagnant state and again leads later to agitation). These are progressive states experienced when the mind immerses itself in alpha wave meditation. Its a very peaceful calm and highly intelligent state. Though as one progresses in time with such meditation, the brain automatically becomes even less frequent and dives into mystical mysterious theta states.
A Bit about Theta : Theta states are compared to the deep mystical revelations and third eye opening phenomenon's through the passages of time. People who have accidentally or consciously opened their mind to infinite possibilities, slow down the frequencies of their brain activity upto 4-5 times per second; to increase their attention manifold. Other faculties like lateral thinking, strong real intuition, extreme emotional energy and release, child like abandon and creativity. Spiritual urges leading to emotional and powerful kinetic outlets are all induced in this stage of mental activity. States where super fast learning are experienced are due to theta programming in the brain as well.
Though I told you that theta is the brain wave which is most probably present during turiya, its difficult to prove it scientifically even in this day and age, for the simple reason that we will not be able to find anyone experiencing this state and willing to be experimented by lesser mortals.
But yes, I do trust that this brain wave frequency is induced to create turiya, perhaps after turiya is established... the mental frequency may dip down further. An absolute dead mind, or running at very low frequencies. But this again could be debated.


How to Induce/awaken/create it then?
I experience meditation with various tools. I always use dim lights, which affect the melatonin levels in the brain, I use quick psy fast music with a lot of beats which can help induce shamanic trance like states- which are the ones experienced in theta levels. Where there is auto programming of the brain to do something (like listen to music), and the other parts of the brain can quickly slip into slower frequencies. There is also Japa-yoga- which also helps in inducing states of emotional outbursts and again help in a sort of auto programming which keeps the brain occupied in its wandering (well not wandering- because attention is directed to only one constant source); while the rest of the brain including most senses are in a state of utter relaxation and peace. There is no introspection or thoughts then to bind you to them, and the brain remains peaceful and in deeper states unparalleled.
You can also do the same through a ryhtmic walking in nature, or running at a constant pace and so forth. Yes, I do all of these too whenever I have the attention and will to perform walking or running meditation. Its when the logical and rational systems are completely occupied with some sort of auto programmed work (like listening to music, doing japa, doing exercise etc), is when one can induce the other parts of the brain in complete-ness. The full functioning becomes beyond reckon as I have noticed with my own brain. I am not saying I can think more, or faster or better. But over the years, my brain has increased manifold in areas like stamina, will, creativity and imagination (lateral thinking for all you nerds), and so much more. Intuition and extreme emotional states are also present, and you can choose to refine these brain functions depending upon your intent and the time you can spend in this slow brain frequency stage.
Turiya is daylight in the absence of light. Its a state where there is no one to perceive anything; and yet the practitioner is there in silent receptivity, through the night and day looking into nothing in particular and with calm focused long breadths. He would seem to be oblivious to the world, though he would understand everything incoming through his senses, or his intuition. His brain would attain higher states of understanding of the active universe. Yet there is no thinking taking place. Its just a blissful being, and NO its not a mental/made up/schizophrenic/thought up/unreal/escapist state of mind. Its the nature of reality, and those who can actually start the process of unravelling Turiya under the powerful real theta states, can see the reality in the absence of a limited perception.
Peace/
Meditate for the Peace of the world and all in it. Here and Now.

Tele Visions (TV)

An analogy to be considered, its not mine (as in i havent come up with it) but eminent scientists and Psychonauts over the last generation have taken it up.. i thought its a very interesting comparison.. hence,
Compare your brain to a Tele vision set, a tv picks up a particular frequency and hence you can tune in to a particular channel. Lets call this channel a common frequency- free to air; so everyone on this planet can see it, and its free to; like doordarshan and hence everyone automatically tunes into it. Ignorant and pretty lazy creatures that we are; we arent really gonna think that there are other channels on this brain set of ours. So we go through our life (at least the most of us), with one channel attuned and taking for granted that everyone else is also on the same program of the channel and its all fine.
The analogy is that the brain can attune to a different wavelength together, but even before this consider cases of alcohol or chemical interference, emotional and psychological disturbances which go to change the color; sound and other characteristics of this free to air channel... We all have undergone such transformations, simplest being a heart break or winning a marathon (or anything else), it makes the channel way more dull or way more interesting depending upon the receivers 'mood'.
Now for millenia together Psychonauts have contemplated in changing the channel all together, sometimes you dont even have to have that intent and the channel due to some contingency changes the channel and your brain starts receiving different inputs (or a different audio-visual-sensory channel), Comprehensive scientific tests on rational/sober people in 1990 with a psychoactive chemical DMT; has produced such results, when injected or provided with dosage of this chemical, patients dont so call hallucinate, for a period of 15-30 minutes, they just drop out of the current reality channel and attune to a collective channel, a hallucination is not reality is the undercurrent of Western science and medicine, but a mass hallucination is a reality like the current one of ours, when scores of people take DMT and approximately tune into the same channel and there are oh so many of such channels, then it becomes very imperative to ponder what is reality and what exactly is fantasy.
The new paradigm is shifting towards acknowledging that the human nervous system along with the brain dont act like producers rather, they behave like eliminators of the different frequencies of reality which exist, perhaps this is for collective survival of the human species, but one and only one reality cannot be imposed on humanity. For reality is varied and is present in multitudes (it is not just function of sensory elements in the body- but the brain plays the most important part... as in; what i mean to say is that reality and the varied versions of it are not just due to the senses, reality can be sensed by the brain itself, it is first and foremost sensed by the brain and then interpreted by the senses)
The TV channel that humanity has been watching for a very very long time has been boring and seditious, it focuses on war and hunger and material comforts. There is no variation; and without it the brain is dying one moment to another. When we can change the TV channel, why not our perception of ultimate reality.
And i assure you that there are more realities than you and i can ever fathom in our philosophy!
Peace

Nightshade~Crisis~taking to flight

The terrible La yerba el diablo; cast herself all over this frail body. Cloaked in putrid smell of death herbs; am intertwined in her castaway misery.
Initiation has taken toll; as i vomit out more and more. No one near to comfort her or me. For it is a duality that we must all undergo. Atropine, Hyoscyamine, and Scopolamine are present within my body.. extreme dosages as the brujo takes control within my dreams.. I dont expect the fool to ever understand what this means.. for the fool is already dead to me.
The hypnotic dosage has caused me to hallucinate; reverberate; induced with a wandering sensation; something between heaven and inevitable hell. The brujo; master sorcerer takes me to my funeral pyre, sets it afire; shakes me forwards and back, till I have penetrated the essential gap.
Nightshade reverie causes the energy (prana) to take up to flight within and without, the herb (mighty powerful datura), rub over my legs and arms, at the spots of my neck and ajna (third eye) has made it possible for the flight to take place. 

The setting is a nexus of sorts; a vortex-> meeting place of the souls from beyond, the brujo takes infinite time in administring the sacred plant, where i commune with her and take flight into the void.
The master near me has taken to the essential song, sung from the heart and beyond, ibogaine; the plant which takes over him, takes him to the land of ancestral dead and back here. He communes and sees my past, where i have been and what stops me now; datura oh datura, sacred of all plants, you art the communion without which nothing will last. I see it clear, I see it without doubts. Without your caress; all is lost.
We come together and paint the walls of our vortex cave, in colors of blue black and rain. It is an expression of the human religion as the ancients look over us from different terrains. My brujo and I can sense them without doubt, they are here as they have ever been looking for us to join them in mourning silence.
Humanity; the childrens religion sees not the power of the plant, its power to help us fly and sing a song so strong. Which breaks through walls of life and death and brings those who have been seperated from us once again to love and hold forever....
Foolish child, you will not understand; till you dawn genetic eyes, soak the holy nightshade into your skin seeping into your soul. You think that the world is brick and mortar, Holy datura will break it till you soar ever more into the night sky!
The delirium though physically has surpassed, but it has caused one last psychosis to remain for ever in my heart. It will transform every time i wretch into the bowl. Every time i see humanity for what it really is.
Ancestors seperated by light, take me to the sky, where the holy god of thunder lies. Where the eagle soaks the sun and flies. Where the holy lady d'hratura remains focused on the third eye, opening visions of illusions and lies over and over through the tides of time.....
Peace

Naturaza Divina

This is the age for toxics. Long time back, when the earth was a much "cleaner" place, people lived a natural existence. Sadly its not the case anymore. The toxic existence is taking its toll.
The air I breathe, is contaminated... the water is contaminated with toxics and more toxics to clear it. The food which i eat has chemicals from the time the seed is sown, to when it is shelved in a market. The activities which i do is sit in front of technological instruments, which harm through toxic rays. mosquito repellents and fake skin creams, toxic clothes and toxic materials...everywhere... look around, whatever we take from this world today has a toxin attached to it.... where are we gonna survive!... What a time to be born!?
The climate change meetings are going on, and everyone can have a consensus on one thing, that no one else is willing to listen to their problem. But everyone is conveniently forgetting that the reason they have assembled there in the first place is for but one GLOBAL problem. End of the world. sooner than we can imagine.
The toxics which affect our body, get stored and remain without disintegrating for long. they change our perception and the way our body is meant to work (including our brain- please note that). This is something which people are not willing to acknowledge till the toxin sets in deep physical reactions- cancer, psychosomatic diseases and crazy virus attacks (i still believe virus are not biological, they are pure toxin).
The effects are seen here and now, and yet we dont take heed. We have to stop polluting. We have to stop buying newspaper, stop using power when we dont need it. Stop riding cars alone (all and many more of these are addressed all to myself and you all as well). Every single action is causing an instant reaction within us (time and evolution are compounding- cause and effect are too due to this.. everything will happen within one single life time now; you reap what you sow here and now)
I have no faith in governments, they are big bullies and big cry babies. They supposedly are the wise and trusted, yet they are never these. They come and bicker and go off to their mansions (really- the politicians- all of them live in mansions- what a mockery for being servants to civilians)
What I have faith in (till date- prove me wrong none the less) is rational understanding of average bum. So there is no threat cause of pollution etc, and the average bum is all happy not giving a damn (i am!), but there is direct link between the toxic we burn and the toxic we breathe- now that ought to be simple to understand- dont cut trees, dont burn plastic, dont go on endless fuck-you romantic drives,start walking, stay without light, simple existence, start appreciating and be a part of nature. That is the only way you gonna live here on earth. Lets embed technology and human intellect to nature- what wonders we can achieve! Nature gives to one and all, dont grab just ask....
I like the wwf ad- an old one yet so beautiful- one planet- one home- we gonna mess it up? where we gonna live? (applies to all of you who dont plan on having kids too, cause this time around we fucked up and we are gonna pay... no doubt about it. so wanna save our asses? save the planet NOW!)
Peace

Mystique

Got the ground trembling ever again...
The sights and sounds blur and something from internal takes over.
Visions of inner transmutation, have you ever been like that? felt like as I do.
Has the ground ever; I mean ever slipped from under your feet?

There is a unfolding of this cosmic vision. As it starts (has it ever stopped is the real question). There are chaotic vibrations sent forth above from the base of your spine. The fire cannot be stopped; cannot be questioned; cannot ever be withheld. It is your awakening as well as mine as well as this entire existence's.
You have never paid attention to the detail within the detail. Something has always remained amiss if you look and observe and see at anything including yourself. As you become sure of what and why you are. Suddenly there is a shift in consciousness. You are not yourself anymore. Ever felt or been like that?

The goddess redeems those who can withstand her power. Believe this I say from my inner of inner heart. Her eyes fiery red. Colours of a million suns enveloped within timelessness.
Her bosom breathing in this world and breathing out a void. She is maha~mudra itself.
As you look and see at those things which maketh what and why you are. Within a glance of the awakening you see the real nature of things. Real nature that they all are maya~ a vision of what we see. of what we current/presently are. They are reflections of a reflection called 'I'

The energy rises. Never stays still. She doesn't obey you; for you must obey her.
Her beauty is this world. Her distaste is disintegration.
She is maha vidya. She is the virgin power. She is the remorse of ignorance. She is the cycle and without as well.
Rise with will. To the true union. Something which waits for you oh goddess. In this moment. There is none other; there is no separation. There is only false perception, all destroyed~ there is only union to your true partner.

We live in a world of many, a world which is dual. Take a look around you; do you believe that anything in this world is a replicate? a duplicate? Take a look at the microcosm and you realize that each and every particle~ an electron, neutron, atoms all are at different energy states. The possibility and probability of finding two at the same energy; power are impossible. Then what to say of these clusters of particles... every thing stating a difference.
All these dualities? are they made for you or for I?
I maketh these dualities; perceiving something different so that they can be separated and dualized.
All this is to change as awakening takes place. As one awakens; bonds are cut loose. They are cut with the cleaver of the maha~mudra of chandi. She will make you seek her. bleed and sow for her. She will take everything you are and destroy it. She will rebuild you without you in it.

Hers is the grand play; the mystique of life itself. She dawns like the radiant sun in your heart and she wont let go. She is the twilight of this life. A psychedelic revelation.

All you must do is witness your own death.

Without Reprieve~Practice Thavam

Last night I heard your voice.

It was the last time , I told myself, that I will run through the mist

Run through the woods. Howl at the moon like a wolf holding my soul in this cage.

And when I draw to my knees, on this downward spiral. Intertwined in my shadow. Watching your presence grow. Watching this play unfold.

I told myself countless times, that this would be the last. This would be the turn I was waiting for , for so long.

Without reprieve , I walk yet. Looking in solemn awkwardness for those who have seen you.

I shook with rage, I shook with spades in my soul.

Dug your own grave ever? Found it in the middle of the road, on the shores of nevermore. Found it atlast in my head, digging deeper. Sound scorned. Sound like that you haven’t had enough. Just like I myself, never got the fix. Never got the fill.

Desire is a dirty word, love is a painful heart attack. Hate is nothing-ness with a form. Light dimmed in this soul. Let the pilgrim out of the cage. Let him out for he is thirsty for blood.

And another night without thy sight, as I crawl on my knees. Wounded and burnt with separation. The howls become deeper.

In tune with my wolf mould. In keeping with the garb of mine. Of stolen tenfold is my nature.

Banished

Keeping with the satellite in the sky. Banished like the diamond in the sky.

One day, wasted self enters me. It seems like the end is near, but would it release me.

The kings enter the dungeon. Only to be eaten one at a time. They all smile. They all seem calm at the growls at the other end. Wanting their wasted self. Wanting to rip it off. But is this is a release. Would the king ever become a beggar. A beggar without the need for his bowl.

Practice Thavam , it enters from no where. It will leave no where. It is not present or not present. It is like the water which flows in the rivers of your mind. Flowing now. Without beginning or end.

As you spend your days in this Thavam, the compassion for the self and the no self. Becomes one with myself , leaves a fragile rose. Leaves it here where once your thoughts so roamed. They now cease. They now never where. Like you or I or the veil intertwined. 

Eye of the Storm

A certainty is out to get me. Sometimes preceding with a lot of uncertainties.

A shiny new sickle is in my hands, wet with the fresh rain water on its handle and surface, rain never ending , never ceasing forever near these terrible seas.

It rained here all night and for nights on end. But today the sun shines intermittent of the black clouds, somehow piercing from the corners of these thundering giants to give a little taste of fresh sunshine. The sands have been tightened and held close of all the rain.

I walk towards the ancient summit. It is called netratara. Atleast that is what the ancients used to call the place. It cannot be mistaken or go unnoticed. Lying deep within jungle vines and think forests where even sunlight is afraid to go. Distances generally go unrecognized by me, for am more engrossed in the path, where each direction might take me, how a path winds, meanders to another path. This is more interesting to my feeble brain than mere calculation of distance. But I would have it that to reach netra tara from the coast where I put up takes me more than one and half days.

It is a place un explored. Pristine beauty, to a person who is not accustomed to seeing it in his or her day to day existence. I have no particular insight to why the mountain is named such. All that I know from the fisher men who I habit with is that there is a temple, a ruin. A small yet colossal ruin. A power place.

I have taken patience with the oceans, and they have treated with equal kindness. When one learns about nature. Including about ones self, there is patience which must be taken of utmost importance. Nothing in nature takes place “fast” everything takes only time, nothing else and everything gives everything equally well.

Having spent a decade in human existence in contemplation of my goddess tara with the oceans, I have mastered patience with the terrible seas. They are not a part of the nature of this soul and this soul a part and parcel of them. I set out near netra tara once a month, trod ding carefully and slowly seeing all the encumbering paths which might lead up to her. Never is a route been found. Never anyone who dared to go near the divine hill, standing at the face of what breaks. She has stood resolute like a light house for the damned. For the restless. For the seekers. For the souls who yearn for the heart off the beloved.

A sinking feeling and then a quick rise. Every tree houses within itself a million lives ney! More infinitely more. I look at all the parts of these magnificent beings. They tower, adapted to the saline water which they receive in plenty, the trees near the coast apart from the palms, tower. Further inside, the jungle growth starts up in parts. Here the water is pure fresh; without the salt which even I have got accustomed to.

Women from the little habitat which I reside in the periphery come here to clean the clothes and fill water in their little buckets and take them back.. Sometimes the little chores though demanding are the most fulfilling. Perhaps when we see that all the work which we are to do in this life, is nothing consequential or important or any such garbage, then we might do it best.

The night is half filled with the moon on the periphery. And I have gone as far as I can go in the jungle. I am resolute. I have taken my time to yearn for my love. For the becoming to become and unbecoming. She has not come. She has hid. She has watched in silence, the suffering that her lover has endured. The death which comes on every moment in the absence of her. The meaningless existence in the lack of heart of the beloved.

I must reach Netra Tara. The eye of Tara. The eye of divinity. The eye of the Storm.