A Great Consumer

 

A great consumer knows no bounds; has only needs; perpetual and hungry. Willing to not even fucking breathe

I am the greater grander consumer; eating up the music and nature; eating it all up in some sort of violent rage against myself and everyone else.

This applies to most of us; though we would not want to see it such; we are constantly creating economy and food; arts and passion; life over in our personal ways.

But all we are actually frigging doing is eating shitting and farting our ways every day. Its called sophistication, freaking out in some sort of mental image of ours; but this is not a very dark picture I paint; this is what all of us are.

To create requires sacrifice; you can ask mothers for that. It is not easy and definitely never as desired. But to just fucking consume the shit of this reality up is filthy; We are not making life; we are destroying it… by the way we have become to live. By buying and selling and duping not only our own species but all else.

It is disgusting, to be a consumer; where needs are not defined; not confined and not dissolved. They are just chased time and again as some sort of indulgence in finding personal identity or nirvana. This is not the time to be faint of fucking mind at the least; quantity and power of unity and diversity are being strained. Our minds are all together and yet our heart remains so far away. I hope anyone reading understands.

Let us let; silence prevail and dispel all and all needs. There is no desire or progress desired (as we choose to see it), yet everything remains the same… I know you dont believe that; so for that you must give it a try. Let yourself be dead to the world.. see what a fucking difference you made. I bet on my life , you were of no use to anyone any fucking day.

Peace. Maybe I would choose not to call listening to free music as something of being a consumer; but I cannot at any cost be indulging anything anyways. I love to listen to music and live life as a consumer, but if there is any greater or grander use/purpose that all of us are living for, that belief sounds to be rather faint if not dead.

Such Sharp Sight

 

In darkness, there is some sort of field of invisible illumination. Its enlightening the path, showing one great funny picture, one at a time. Its the visual field illumined and your sensory grandeur feeding your brain. And this feeble version of you – which is trapped inside your head, inside your brain, is living one picture at a time.

Pictures so plain, hidden out of sight, there is always more than what meets the eye. You can’t see the great joke yet, and you sure should. it makes the picture so much sharper.

I say darkness, cause the entire real existence is dark in real color and in huge quantaties across. The dark energy is going through everything, and something visual is being ‘organically’ consciously being (what to say, just being!?)

This is the great collective experience, the darkness and intermingling of this sparse conscious energy and what not, and this is all of us, gods and humans, saints and demons. What not once more.

But there is one thing I forget to tell most times, this is the play of one singular point (les) point. Your power is the sum power of here and now existence. Cause you are outside your head. The unfortunate thing is that most of us never seem to get that, maybe thats why humanity is so slow to adapt learn or experience something finer. This is all subjective and labels of the mind – I get that, but you and I cannot ignore that fact that you are more than an idea, a body or a simple linear time experience. For realizing this through the frame of individual requires very sharp sharp insight.

This is a concept, life and all that it brings, how long or indepth it lasts. Full of what not, but in between inorganic powerful energy, and a lot of other organic powerful entities maybe. Why then are we stuck to the mundane, humanity soaking in self-ish-ness of this body survival and striving none the less to kill the other body. What a fucking joke.

Sharp insight brings indepth observation to the fore. it brings attention to here and now, and all of life becomes so much more sharper, to the senses and the brain and heart and will and power itself. That enriches this entire creation, making the pictures change, to what is required. That though is really not yours and mine to concern with. That is the way, the way and end goal

Love to here and now. Its simple yet so simple to achieve yet so difficult?

In-Seperable

 

There was a storm; great thunder and roars; my tears were finally felt by something in the sky. They bathed tears down with me. Breaking me – shaking me to my core. Then no more.

I have seen cruel manifesting inside every pore of this life. I have felt the melancholy of a lonely desert rat. Left out to fend myself, I have died times over, still clinging on to a notion of survival till the end of time?

You won’t change, nothing ever does. Seemed to get better, then finally everything melts down, cause it has to. For it has to finally end, the end of good times and the drunkard illusion, everything fated and changes – to cause us to laugh and sigh

I itch from the very inside, of what I do not know. My self and soul seems to be burning; consumed with such need or I do not know what? There is wild wind all around me, and I remain calm – centred. Without the least self knowledge of what I am in the first or last places.

How can I breathe my heart out; that is always the question – for when I did, everything melted around it. Seems that the fate keeper does not want such candid emotions, such fluent ardent stirring. Maybe I am born in the wrong fated time, where love seems to hold disgust and not the sweet scent I was born to believe.

If everything around you goes the other which way; defying the way you see the world, the brain which controls your actions – thoughts will have to change. So you and I did do that, we changed in our hearts – causing no more of this desperate calm rendition to save ourselves (does it make sense – no way. for that is the centre of heart – non sense). But we cannot remain like that; can we. This too must change.

I bring forth through my life and the breadth; the very fall of consciousness; from heavens unknown to your heart – it is making it beat faster yet lose its own sense of identity ! What non sense indeed – something so sublime. Something which does not have any way of being spoken other than through love itself.

Annihilation of every dimension and separation from the moment of here and now; raising glasses this time – in silent sharp understanding of our hearts. That which is not for its own self, but to beat for its lover. This abundant everlasting now.

Why this cyclical nature to things even which cannot be explained. That we raise love and become no – things, and then return to separate and shield ourselves from ourselves – to achieve what purpose any which way?

My heart has become open; it has finally accepted its boundaries; and its own fears. It will maybe die and break away; or maybe it will go ahead and illuminate. I do not know or try to project any future, yet I believe the heart is beyond death. It feels not itself; it could know not itself. What a way to beat endlessly through all and all.

This is not about emotions or such. there is no way to show it clearly; a fog – mist perhaps in front of our brains. The visions do not fall through; yet when we choose to breathe deep and breathe in this loving non sense/ we can then truly become in-separable.

Peace

Money - $ A Lazy man’s Identity$

 

Money and its origins are a direct imprint of human culture and its intent.

All of life is about (at best) a quest to find identity; perhaps by finding it one way. This identity defines the entity. It is who it is and has chosen to be. More than anything it is that the person/life form has chosen to define itself AS different from anything else.

The way money works up the psyche is that it is the easiest thing which can define who you are. Money/gold/land/resources what not become what makes you have an experience different from what you imagine others are having. This very source thought becomes the motivator for trying to get MORE of the drug.

So if life was not made so simple by rampant consumerism and capitalism; then our lives would be indeed very very difficult/trying. We would spend half our lives exploring outwards into the world *many might spend their whole lives* and the other half reflecting inwards. While now we just remain in a daze of sorts. Looking no where except towards money; cause who ever has it, has everyone’s gaze *supposedly- a very subjective statement!

So money if was eliminated from a society – the repercussions would include perhaps a more trying time and even a more fun time – exploring the definitions of this identity which apparently everyone has got, and everyone wants to revel in!

Your standard definitions of what is hep and not would change dramatically (perhaps in days or hours), you would unshackle yourself from your own lethargy to be owned by something called money cause you were too lazy to break away!

But is it safer, than the current apathetic sickening world and life which we choose to embrace on a day to day reality basis!? We still might contend to remain as we are now; striving for some paper, and crushing people to get in its way (cause money cant be with everyone in equal amounts right?- then identity would become merged again lol )

So you spend your whole life, working for a better life – a better wife – a better knife? Something like that? People would call this experience exhilarating by itself *and I am sure it is* but to think what we as a collective yet individual identity could accomplish in this organic beautiful world. We could atleast achieve not fighting! man to man; thought to thought; life for life?

Its all cause of the money honey; is what I know. And it becomes imperative to remain astute; silent and powerful in front of this mock power; just because we choose to accept its reality is no reason to indulge in it actively.

Peace and Joy

Epic Sayings

 

Dark looming clouds are gathering overhead; pouring has begun finally the end; again.

So first one;

People say that the ancient structures of lore. The grand pyramids and the towers all going up to the sky were all to serve as a reminder to humanity (perhaps by ancient god aliens or like). The structures made were all protruding into infinite space above. A metaphorical reminder of the pointedness of the spirit in the abundance of the grand spirit. The phallus and the space around.

Also many would say that the structures were made to look like something resembling our pineal gland. The small pea like structure holds our concept of reality; for each living sentient animal. There is a gland which is controlled by light and darkness. This would make our sum total of life experience. Some would say the temples were made to propitiate the inner archetypes-gods who traversed through this black hole from the center of our brain – where the gland resides and can cause changes ultimate to our reality.

So the second one,

People nowadays say that they “write code”. They are software programmers; writing jumbled up sayings in english or any other local language- but none the less writing a different language all together – perhaps Java or C or fuck what not. Every single device and machine which we are to create and have already is run by the code. The code if changed or deleted would render the entity perhaps completely different.

So we too as humans are bound by code – of language. Language in its most simplest and literalist of sense – the language which we speak – which is made of secret allegory and visualizations. Language and words which when spoken render a certain sort of will into action, and words which carry with them some sort of hidden unspoken power – again causing will to be created,

but it is also the concept that when we change our language – we will change our selves – the affirmation which we set upon ourselves – creates the notion of us. Perhaps it controls the amount of chemicals released from our pineal gland and hence our sense of reality is a certain sort.

So the third one,

Traditionally in India, all saints who follow the nath order – remain generally followers of goraknath and of shiva, cause shiva himself is a nath and hence he is considered to be one of the guru brothers- mingling in between all of em. And all the followers of the sect generally end their names with ‘nath’. But there is one avatar of the god vishnu who is also interestingly called nath – In english he is well known as a juggernaut, and he is verily that. He is jagan natha – the lord of the world. This seemed to be very appropriate, that the one who according to me has time over protected and kept humanity from destroying itself from each other mostly has been lord vishnu. If prayed to through sincerity – he would actually cause a revolution in the hearts and minds of people on this planet – something which I understand to be of vital importance now especially to avoid his last avatar to descend ( or is it that he would actually come if we pray to him more?). Kalki is to return to the earth, wiping the physical and mental distress away, starting a re-model of the ancient times, where everything would be what it was chosen to be. Not just a mirage or a hallucination.

So the fourth one,

Bliss is a word which is encountered a lot from many masters. They say that the state of absolution – of liberation from state and cause and structure is a state of bliss. But there is no self to experience this self. This is what I feel from heart. The state is a nihilistic condition, something which cannot be explained or experienced or been… cause its not there (from the point of I – perception) yet its thought of more than any other concept in this world at any given time, Love or freedom or some other word/symbol could be tried to fit into the word bliss and the state would be still thought to be understood, but its really not the case.

The experience of a Identity – I. makes us, makes us experience, makes us experience our own deaths and accepts, accepts that this would be liberation. Its something beyond the mind’s comprehension(for it exists by the death of the mind). So what is it then? Its surely not what the word ‘bliss’ could mean as we know it.

But yet we strive for it, If we do we succeed in our own personal deaths (and at the time of this personal death – is the liberation/realization/emancipation/bliss reached) and if we do not strive for it, we remain with what we are/have. The identity of ourselves, the Immortal (or so it seems) I.

So the fifth one,

Existence so fragile, calls upon everyone to sing and cry. We must oblige;

with a sensual smile (as I see it).

Existence so alive; in between endless darkness – states which we wonder

Yet have never experienced. Then we finally die.

Where is your heart; Your strength and armour. If you would not be a warrior

and embrace these fallacies and make swift progress in shortening time.

Embrace and accept, move on and fight. There is one last night of this deafening pain.

And then you will be a shining star in the sky. Make you shine bright!

 

Peace and Love.

Dazzling Heights of Surkhanda / Dhanaulti

 

I don’t get much time to roam free nowadays with a desk job, the rare treats I do get; I feel like getting out of the city madness and head out for a retreat. I did so recently and went with my extended family to quaint little town near mussorie in Uttranchal (northern state of India). Uttranchal and Himachal pradesh host most of the shivalik ranges of the himalayas, and though my heart is perennially looking towards the mighty snow clad mountains – yet I feel equally at home in the green clean ranges of the lower hills.

I stayed in the town of Dhanaulti (some 50 odd km from the famous hillstation – mussourie). Dhanaulti has nothing much to offer and is mostly a day visit for people living in mussourie, there is a peak – which serves as a view point and a small eco park made by government which acts like a picnic spot. The place other than that is pitch quiet by evening and offers excellent opportunities for meditation and a peaceful getaway.

I spent 2 days on this hillock, out of which one day was spent going downhill to check the famous tehri dam; this dam built on the river Ganges offers to create massive ecological upheaval because of the damming of the water and spontaneous destruction of both flora and fauna in the vicinity.

I really do not know why we went to see the dam for it was a waste of time and effort not considering the wastage of fuel. The dam is protected and one cannot enter it without special permission – which basically means if you do not know any one politically – you can go fuck yourself. Anyways i was here to partake of nature; much less some sort of ugly fucking human construction built to destroy what nature adores and sustains.

The second day I spent in climbing a hill some seven km from dhanaulti – the hill has a famous temple atop it by the name of surkhanda devi; the goddess here is supposedly very famous and my visit there coincided with the annual mela held on the temple premises. the annual mela invites people from all the neighbouring villages for a get together of sorts – held during spring – it would also coincide with the reaping of crops by the farmers on these hills.

The temple has become very famous as it is supposedly one of the shakti-piths present in the country (there are some 51 odd of them – where the body of the goddess falls after it has been cut apart). these places are supposed to have greater power than most other temples (the location would be somewhere where more natural power is felt than other sites around). This is where the goddess’ head/cranium/skull falls, and hence revered by everyone in the country.

The climb is steep; yet it is not excruciating – I could climb to a height of 10,000 odd feet from base of 7000 feet in an hour. The hills reverberated with a beautiful quietude. As I climbed higher, I could clearly see one of the hills emitting huge amount of smoke – someone had set a forest fire to clear land and their old crops away so that more land could be made for farming and human life – no one would understand or care to understand what they were and had destroyed; and I was too tired to even understand why mother would want this to happen in the first place.

I reached the top of the hill and was almost blown away by the wind; it was immense and that was an understatement. The wind was making haunting noises. It was eerie and so like the mother to make me smile this way or another. There were not too many devotees and that was a great relief to me. I went to see the temple’s sanctum and was surprised to see that the temple was empty – I soon got to know that the temple premises were newly constructed – replacing the older and perhaps smaller structure, the temple goddess’ idol had been kept in a small room next by. I visited the bhairon temple first (Shiva in his most violent and subtle form; always close to mother power – guarding her and acting as her gatekeeper; I sought his grace as always), moving on to the small room; I saw the black beautiful idol of mother and was overwhelmed as to how my eyes interpreted this idol – how they saw endless grace and love in a piece of stone just like another, how I could attach everything my existence could mean to something innate. And that was the key in the first place; every single object and subject in my field of vision was dazzling and red.

Goddess gave me blessings and grace. All I could wish for any which day!

Peace and love.

Leadership is What?

New age concepts are an extreme sour spot on my intellect. So after organizations with bullshit visions and missions come up – calling for a disgusting look past of their real intent/motive (which is localized profit or gain as compared to another localized entity – a country/region/economy/company/individuals what not). This is where my nerves seriously give away when piled by more crap made to look like that it matters (no it does not).

So the new fad after World War I and II is that you can be a leader. A corporate magnet; who attracts and networks with more sincere fools who believe in making a quick buck – earning more for themselves (which would necessarily mean that others would have to earn less, cause earning more has no value if everyone does it right). Such an entity would exist because he is a leader – with the power of command. But not everyone has the right or supposed talent to do this.

I wonder why? Who actually can be a leader in this world? A person with good academic credentials, a system and process following maggot who believes that by working the system and the people who are a part of it; he will command their eventual attentions and their pathetic lives?

A leader is someone who is inspired it seems, to lead people onto an abyss (similar to pied piper – because well even he led for money right?) Some people might get offended what the motivation for a leader could be.. Would it be money? YES! Would it be empathy? NO. Well leaving motivation aside for now; I want to understand why everyone cannot be a leader (this is something which MBA classrooms leave aside inside their rooms and advertise outside – because well everyone they take in their classes is a leader none the less)

So why cannot everyone lead in this world? This is of course a ridiculous question - for then who will lead another? This is what MBA colleges of repute and organizations of global impact would understand (but they really don’t). If everyone becomes a leader; then what would be the use of companies and schools offering the special unique statement that we groom leaders. In my opinion (something which most people could not consider), everyone indeed must become a leader; leader of and for their own selves. Leading themselves is the first and final acts of will. Most people would say that they are truly leaders of themselves, and that is worth a laugh within itself, because though we have constructs and illusion of true personal will, none of us actually do. We go around choosing the places of our residence and work, relationships and consumerism at work but we are not free to change our natures or personalities or the way our thoughts process or hearts feel. True change would bring out the power of individual will, which would further cause one to be a real and true leader in every sense of the word – melding and reinventing the steel from within.

This is actually the mark of many of the leaders (both in corporate and elsewhere) of our time and before. Leaders undergoing extreme turbulent times making them more nimble/flexible yet strong from the outside – understanding the concerns of those who follow them; and also being able to practice what they preach (something most supposed leaders of our times are not really good at – for they never have remoulded their will to lead themselves in the first place).

Leadership is a passé concept; something which enlightened societies might not even consider important at all. But yes for humanity and life on earth in general – it seems that some are born to lead while the others are seemingly following. The part that everyone doesn’t get is that either everyone is leading or everyone is following one which or other.

Leadership stops to hold any value; when you realize the nature of the self. Leading what and where? Why this lead through a path to a goal? These questions must be deeply penetrative in the hearts of today’s leaders. What will it accomplish – not just in terms of objective goals (for life is seldom objective); what will it change? Is this change required/necessary or even needed?

I know some of us ask these questions once a while, but we stop where society asks us to stop. We should think of profit or philanthropy; think of us against them. Leaders have to be those people who can help share their wisdom to create leaders in us all. Something guru’s of ancient lore were famous for. These people were hardly famous; yet they did accomplish sharing of concepts and expressions needed by everyone to harness the true potential of their own. Their own will – leading itself to harmony and annihilation.

Peace and Love