Those were the days
- Mary Hopkins
Once upon a time, there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
Think of all the great things we would do
Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way
Then, the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If, by chance, I'd see you in the tavern,
We'd smile at one another and we'd say
Just tonight, I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass, I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me?
Through the door, there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh, my friend, we're older but no wiser
For in our hearts, the dreams are still the same
Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
I wanna live a little.....
Just because I'm smart doesn't mean I don't have the right to act stupid once in a while.
I might talk big, and think big, and , well, essentially be great.
That does not make me perfect.
And by no means whatsoever, does it make me a grown-up.
I like being an adult, but I don't want to be old.
So, for everyone out there who is thinking of "what's best for me" -
Thanks. I really DO appreciate it. And I love that I have ALL of your mistakes to learn from. I'd just like to learn from my own mistakes though, just once in a while.
I'm all of 20, and I've wasted too much time already, trying to grow up.
I completely forgot how, in the process, I was letting my juvenescence go.
I want to loosen up now.
I want to be rash.
I want to be careless,
and clumsy ( Not that i can help this last one ;-) )
I want to have a little FUN....
It's not the kind of fun you're probably afraid I might be talking about :-p
I just, don't want to be so careful anymore. I have the whole of the rest of my life to do that.
You say you trust me to know what's good for me?
Give me the option of actually making that decision!!!
I might talk big, and think big, and , well, essentially be great.
That does not make me perfect.
And by no means whatsoever, does it make me a grown-up.
I like being an adult, but I don't want to be old.
So, for everyone out there who is thinking of "what's best for me" -
Thanks. I really DO appreciate it. And I love that I have ALL of your mistakes to learn from. I'd just like to learn from my own mistakes though, just once in a while.
I'm all of 20, and I've wasted too much time already, trying to grow up.
I completely forgot how, in the process, I was letting my juvenescence go.
I want to loosen up now.
I want to be rash.
I want to be careless,
and clumsy ( Not that i can help this last one ;-) )
I want to have a little FUN....
It's not the kind of fun you're probably afraid I might be talking about :-p
I just, don't want to be so careful anymore. I have the whole of the rest of my life to do that.
You say you trust me to know what's good for me?
Give me the option of actually making that decision!!!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Faraway
I choose not to believe in reality.
My purview of the truth is limited to the infinitude of my feelings.
The only truth I’ve ever known, is Us - The truth I watch gradually evanescing into the emptiness that’s left of my life.
I’m pounding against your walls, only to push you even further into your nook.
You were all the joy I knew - The joy I now see passing me by, waving a single finger, as if to convince me of the finality of its departure.
You’re close enough that I could breathe you in.
Yet the distance would cost me a lifetime.
Perhaps, even a life.
My purview of the truth is limited to the infinitude of my feelings.
The only truth I’ve ever known, is Us - The truth I watch gradually evanescing into the emptiness that’s left of my life.
I’m pounding against your walls, only to push you even further into your nook.
You were all the joy I knew - The joy I now see passing me by, waving a single finger, as if to convince me of the finality of its departure.
You’re close enough that I could breathe you in.
Yet the distance would cost me a lifetime.
Perhaps, even a life.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
25 Random things about Me...
1. I’m scared of believing in ghosts, because I’ve watched the ‘Secret’ way too many times and now firmly believe that if I don’t give up my fear of ghosts, I might actually think them into existence.
2. I can go many, many, many days without being any use to anyone around me. It’s not something I’m proud of.
3. I don’t know how to make friends.
4. I KNOW that every once in a blue moon when I DO decide to show up for a lecture, it is ALWAYS, without fail, cancelled, or postponed, or something along the same lines.
5. I take No.4 to be God’s way of telling me that I don’t need lectures.
6. I AM God.
7. I cannot stand people making assumptions about me, whether they’re true or not. although I take my intolerance for the fact to be a sign of my denial of everything that is, in all probability, true.
8. I am, perhaps, way too spiritual for my own good.
9. I’ve been missing CKD for a few months now.
10. I YEARN for a chance to perform on stage.
11. I’ve been putting off writing this note for a while now, just because everyone was doing it.
12. I don’t like admitting to liking popular stuff.
13. I’m tired of eating junk food. I long to eat home-made food once more.
14. I don’t LIKE living in an already tiny room, over-crowded with my luggage STILL waiting to be unpacked. Someday soon, I shall unpack.
15. The few tabs always open on my explorer – Orkut, Facebook, my Blog, Osho Tarot, a couple of youtube videos on how to glide/ perform an arm wave.
16. I have recently started reminiscing about a time, not so long ago, when I used to be normal. I kind of miss it.
17. I want a pet with me, here in Nottingham, possibly more than anything else.
18. I STILL don’t regret anything I’ve ever done.
19. I’m inherently clumsy. I cannot count the number of time I’ve fallen/tripped/slipped/stumbled, over my own feet.
20. There is no kind of music that I cannot tolerate.
21. I write myself notes and display them on the wallpaper of my phone, as constant reminders. The current one reads – “I am Energy! I am very patient!”
22. More than often, I catch myself wishing I could be someone else, just so I could be friends with myself.
23. I’ve been feeling blank, the last few days.
24. I wish I could have known Kurt Cobain.
25. I disapprove of meeting people and asking them how they are. You don't actually mean it, and even if you do, they won't tell you the truth. It seems pretty pointless.
2. I can go many, many, many days without being any use to anyone around me. It’s not something I’m proud of.
3. I don’t know how to make friends.
4. I KNOW that every once in a blue moon when I DO decide to show up for a lecture, it is ALWAYS, without fail, cancelled, or postponed, or something along the same lines.
5. I take No.4 to be God’s way of telling me that I don’t need lectures.
6. I AM God.
7. I cannot stand people making assumptions about me, whether they’re true or not. although I take my intolerance for the fact to be a sign of my denial of everything that is, in all probability, true.
8. I am, perhaps, way too spiritual for my own good.
9. I’ve been missing CKD for a few months now.
10. I YEARN for a chance to perform on stage.
11. I’ve been putting off writing this note for a while now, just because everyone was doing it.
12. I don’t like admitting to liking popular stuff.
13. I’m tired of eating junk food. I long to eat home-made food once more.
14. I don’t LIKE living in an already tiny room, over-crowded with my luggage STILL waiting to be unpacked. Someday soon, I shall unpack.
15. The few tabs always open on my explorer – Orkut, Facebook, my Blog, Osho Tarot, a couple of youtube videos on how to glide/ perform an arm wave.
16. I have recently started reminiscing about a time, not so long ago, when I used to be normal. I kind of miss it.
17. I want a pet with me, here in Nottingham, possibly more than anything else.
18. I STILL don’t regret anything I’ve ever done.
19. I’m inherently clumsy. I cannot count the number of time I’ve fallen/tripped/slipped/stumbled, over my own feet.
20. There is no kind of music that I cannot tolerate.
21. I write myself notes and display them on the wallpaper of my phone, as constant reminders. The current one reads – “I am Energy! I am very patient!”
22. More than often, I catch myself wishing I could be someone else, just so I could be friends with myself.
23. I’ve been feeling blank, the last few days.
24. I wish I could have known Kurt Cobain.
25. I disapprove of meeting people and asking them how they are. You don't actually mean it, and even if you do, they won't tell you the truth. It seems pretty pointless.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
The Rebel - Osho
People are afraid, very much afraid of those who know themselves. They have a certain power, a certain aura and a certain magnetism, a charisma that can take out alive, young people from the traditional imprisonment....
The enlightened man cannot be enslaved - that is the difficulty - and he cannot be imprisoned.... Every genius who has known something of the inner is bound to be a little difficult to be absorbed; he is going to be an upsetting force. The masses don't want to be disturbed, even though they may be in misery; they are in misery, but they are accustomed to the misery. And anybody who is not miserable looks like a stranger.
The enlightened man is the greatest stranger in the world; he does not seem to belong to anybody. No organization confines him, no community, no society, no nation.
Osho The Zen Manifesto: Freedom from Oneself Chapter 9
The enlightened man cannot be enslaved - that is the difficulty - and he cannot be imprisoned.... Every genius who has known something of the inner is bound to be a little difficult to be absorbed; he is going to be an upsetting force. The masses don't want to be disturbed, even though they may be in misery; they are in misery, but they are accustomed to the misery. And anybody who is not miserable looks like a stranger.
The enlightened man is the greatest stranger in the world; he does not seem to belong to anybody. No organization confines him, no community, no society, no nation.
Osho The Zen Manifesto: Freedom from Oneself Chapter 9
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Orig. quote
Most of us go through life seeking validation. Alas, we never do find it. For one man’s truth is bound to be another man’s dream, and yet another’s lie.
- Varnika Kundu
- Varnika Kundu
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Happy Valentines' AseemBhai :)
I’ve been thinking.
Yes AseemBhai, It IS amazing the results a little speculation can bring about.
To state the obvious, I was lying in bed, wondering why a simple change of date brings about such major changes in people’s behaviour. In other words, I was trying to figure out why Valentines’ Day always makes me feel unpleasant, except of course the couple where I actually DID have a Valentine.
Well, one thing led to another, and I ended up with my copy of AseemBhai’s book in my hand.
AseemBhai was all of 23. Yet, he achieved in his run here, more than most people achieve in many lifetimes, put together. He was, IS, truly great.
As far back as I can remember, I never had any role-models, or idols. My only idol, ever, was my dad. Till a time not very long ago, I firmly believed that my dad had the answers to EVERYTHING. Then, I grew up. And a few years, and not-so-few hoaxes later, I realised, with a hint of disappointment, that my father, also, is human. Fortunately, I was mature enough to realise that, in no way does that fact change who my father is. True, he might not be as well-informed as Google, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s one of the very, very few people who command my respect.
Anyway, coming back to the point. A couple of years ago, I was introduced to AseemBhai by my best friend. By introduced, I don’t mean literally. That, unfortunately, didn’t happen till much later. However, I knew enough about him to know that I had found another idol. For a long, long time, all I had was the idea of him to hang onto. And then, I finally got to know him. Perhaps not as well as I’d have liked to, but well enough to know that he truly deserved every bit of the admiration and respect I had for him.
It is here, that I recognise the inadequacy of words in describing how I feel. Surprisingly, today isn’t the first time that is happening.
In the last few weeks, I’ve often wondered if I even deserve this. By ‘this’, I do not mean what you think. And I choose not to explain. I, however, decided that I do. And hope I’m right.
I wish I’d had more time. I really do. My view of the world has recently been turned upside down, and I’ve begun to question the very facts I’ve taken for granted since I was a kid. It’s now at the point where I have completely stopped believing in the impossibility, of anything. There is, however, one thing that I’m sure of. There can, and will, never be another AseemBhai. And I don’t only mean for me. I mean ever.
Sure, he was human too. He had his faults, we all do. I’m even told that there are people who weren’t fond of him. I don’t find that hard to believe. In fact, I’m glad of it.
AseemBhai had an intensity about him. Intensity will always shake people up, and they will either like it, or they won’t.
If I had to describe AseemBhai, I couldn’t. One of the reasons being that I didn’t know him well enough (I don’t regret that, for regretting will serve no purpose other than to make me unhappy). The other reason, yet again, is the fact that words, more than often prove to be an inadequate expression of the feelings, and situations of utmost importance. I can, however, make an attempt at describing what AseemBhai was to me.
He was he elder brother I never had.
He was one of my closest friends. It is true, that I didn’t know him very well, or very long. Yet, I knew I could count on him, and his support, and his precious advice. My relationship with him is the reason I have finally started to understand how very little time has to do with the importance of the people in your life. No amount of efforts, or time, can ever make or break a relationship that is meant to be.
A few years ago, when AseemBhai (apparently) had no idea who I was, Andy and I tried to play a prank on him. I added him to my Yahoo messenger list and messaged him, on the pretext of being a random chick. I still chuckle at the thought of the 2 little idiots (Andy & I) grinning, and being audacious enough to think that they could outwit AseemBhai. WHAT were we thinking? Anyway, we did learn a valuable lesson – you don’t mess with a genius. Period.
There are very, very few texts that I allow the privilege of influencing me. AseemBhai’s blog, now, tops the list. It’s amazing how I always find exactly what I’m looking for in there.
I’d been wanting to do this for a while now, and I’m glad it finally happened.
I DO miss him. It is perhaps a little selfish, but now more than ever. Even though I’m pretty sure he was utterly bored of hearing me whine over and over again. :-p
AseemBhai always knew the right thing to say. Without fail.
It was always the same thing. Yet, it made perfect sense every time.
‘Relax. God is in charge.’
Now, I can relax, knowing I have contacts up there.
Take care, AseemBhai.
p.s. you should know, you're the only one i'm wishing this year. Part of this silly 'principles' thing I have going :-p
Yes AseemBhai, It IS amazing the results a little speculation can bring about.
To state the obvious, I was lying in bed, wondering why a simple change of date brings about such major changes in people’s behaviour. In other words, I was trying to figure out why Valentines’ Day always makes me feel unpleasant, except of course the couple where I actually DID have a Valentine.
Well, one thing led to another, and I ended up with my copy of AseemBhai’s book in my hand.
AseemBhai was all of 23. Yet, he achieved in his run here, more than most people achieve in many lifetimes, put together. He was, IS, truly great.
As far back as I can remember, I never had any role-models, or idols. My only idol, ever, was my dad. Till a time not very long ago, I firmly believed that my dad had the answers to EVERYTHING. Then, I grew up. And a few years, and not-so-few hoaxes later, I realised, with a hint of disappointment, that my father, also, is human. Fortunately, I was mature enough to realise that, in no way does that fact change who my father is. True, he might not be as well-informed as Google, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s one of the very, very few people who command my respect.
Anyway, coming back to the point. A couple of years ago, I was introduced to AseemBhai by my best friend. By introduced, I don’t mean literally. That, unfortunately, didn’t happen till much later. However, I knew enough about him to know that I had found another idol. For a long, long time, all I had was the idea of him to hang onto. And then, I finally got to know him. Perhaps not as well as I’d have liked to, but well enough to know that he truly deserved every bit of the admiration and respect I had for him.
It is here, that I recognise the inadequacy of words in describing how I feel. Surprisingly, today isn’t the first time that is happening.
In the last few weeks, I’ve often wondered if I even deserve this. By ‘this’, I do not mean what you think. And I choose not to explain. I, however, decided that I do. And hope I’m right.
I wish I’d had more time. I really do. My view of the world has recently been turned upside down, and I’ve begun to question the very facts I’ve taken for granted since I was a kid. It’s now at the point where I have completely stopped believing in the impossibility, of anything. There is, however, one thing that I’m sure of. There can, and will, never be another AseemBhai. And I don’t only mean for me. I mean ever.
Sure, he was human too. He had his faults, we all do. I’m even told that there are people who weren’t fond of him. I don’t find that hard to believe. In fact, I’m glad of it.
AseemBhai had an intensity about him. Intensity will always shake people up, and they will either like it, or they won’t.
If I had to describe AseemBhai, I couldn’t. One of the reasons being that I didn’t know him well enough (I don’t regret that, for regretting will serve no purpose other than to make me unhappy). The other reason, yet again, is the fact that words, more than often prove to be an inadequate expression of the feelings, and situations of utmost importance. I can, however, make an attempt at describing what AseemBhai was to me.
He was he elder brother I never had.
He was one of my closest friends. It is true, that I didn’t know him very well, or very long. Yet, I knew I could count on him, and his support, and his precious advice. My relationship with him is the reason I have finally started to understand how very little time has to do with the importance of the people in your life. No amount of efforts, or time, can ever make or break a relationship that is meant to be.
A few years ago, when AseemBhai (apparently) had no idea who I was, Andy and I tried to play a prank on him. I added him to my Yahoo messenger list and messaged him, on the pretext of being a random chick. I still chuckle at the thought of the 2 little idiots (Andy & I) grinning, and being audacious enough to think that they could outwit AseemBhai. WHAT were we thinking? Anyway, we did learn a valuable lesson – you don’t mess with a genius. Period.
There are very, very few texts that I allow the privilege of influencing me. AseemBhai’s blog, now, tops the list. It’s amazing how I always find exactly what I’m looking for in there.
I’d been wanting to do this for a while now, and I’m glad it finally happened.
I DO miss him. It is perhaps a little selfish, but now more than ever. Even though I’m pretty sure he was utterly bored of hearing me whine over and over again. :-p
AseemBhai always knew the right thing to say. Without fail.
It was always the same thing. Yet, it made perfect sense every time.
‘Relax. God is in charge.’
Now, I can relax, knowing I have contacts up there.
Take care, AseemBhai.
p.s. you should know, you're the only one i'm wishing this year. Part of this silly 'principles' thing I have going :-p
Friday, February 13, 2009
Fool in love.....
Love.....
Fools in love, they say.
I agree.
Those in love, are never smart.
Those who are smart, are never in love.
The calculations, the shrewdness, the strategies that render people ‘smart’, are not of love, or from love.
Hence, they cannot understand love. It seems nothing more than a farce, nothing less than a trade.
Love hits when you least expect it to. It hits hard.
It is at this precise moment, that all your knowledge, your genius, your planning, goes up in smoke.
It’s not a force to be reckoned with. It’s there, and it’s there to stay.
Fools in love, they say. Simple, honest, innocent, foolish.
They trust, even when it hurts, they continue to trust. They trust, and stop not, until they drive you to be worthy of it.
They give, and rest not, until you receive willingly.
They love, and they tire not. Ever.
Fools in love, they say.
Proud to be one.
p.s. post title, courtesy Inara George's song - Fools in love :)
Fools in love, they say.
I agree.
Those in love, are never smart.
Those who are smart, are never in love.
The calculations, the shrewdness, the strategies that render people ‘smart’, are not of love, or from love.
Hence, they cannot understand love. It seems nothing more than a farce, nothing less than a trade.
Love hits when you least expect it to. It hits hard.
It is at this precise moment, that all your knowledge, your genius, your planning, goes up in smoke.
It’s not a force to be reckoned with. It’s there, and it’s there to stay.
Fools in love, they say. Simple, honest, innocent, foolish.
They trust, even when it hurts, they continue to trust. They trust, and stop not, until they drive you to be worthy of it.
They give, and rest not, until you receive willingly.
They love, and they tire not. Ever.
Fools in love, they say.
Proud to be one.
p.s. post title, courtesy Inara George's song - Fools in love :)
Ha... Look where I finally landed up......
I'm tired....
I'm EXHAUSTED......
There's really nothing more left for me to do....
I wish SOMEONE would understand..........
Oh they all DO understand, either this side, or that....
I come from somewhere in between........
But, NOW, I'm tired.....
After EVERYTHING that's happened.....
Nothing was good enough......
I have nothing more left to give......
I shall now proceed outside, and enjoy the lightly falling snow. :)
or...
Whatever.
I'm EXHAUSTED......
There's really nothing more left for me to do....
I wish SOMEONE would understand..........
Oh they all DO understand, either this side, or that....
I come from somewhere in between........
But, NOW, I'm tired.....
After EVERYTHING that's happened.....
Nothing was good enough......
I have nothing more left to give......
I shall now proceed outside, and enjoy the lightly falling snow. :)
or...
Whatever.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
In a blue funk......
So many decisions waiting to be made.
Some already made, perhaps only to be revoked.
Some shall, perhaps, never be made.
A life changing event is waiting to happen – good or bad? I shan’t know, till I know.
I can feel the spring in the air today.
Hang out with myself an awful lot. Fear going insane.
Fear fear.
Fear that I might have made a decision that isn’t mine to rectify anymore.
Fear feeling helpless, and not being able to do anything about it.
Fear having to let go of all I’ve worked towards.
Waiting is possibly the most painful part of transitions.
I can do nothing but.
Doing the right thing, this time, hurts. Yet, it feels right.
All I can do, is feel.
This too, shall pass.
Some already made, perhaps only to be revoked.
Some shall, perhaps, never be made.
A life changing event is waiting to happen – good or bad? I shan’t know, till I know.
I can feel the spring in the air today.
Hang out with myself an awful lot. Fear going insane.
Fear fear.
Fear that I might have made a decision that isn’t mine to rectify anymore.
Fear feeling helpless, and not being able to do anything about it.
Fear having to let go of all I’ve worked towards.
Waiting is possibly the most painful part of transitions.
I can do nothing but.
Doing the right thing, this time, hurts. Yet, it feels right.
All I can do, is feel.
This too, shall pass.
??
If you had but one day to live, and you were asked to choose one person to spend it with, apart from your family.....
Who would YOU choose???
Worth a thought,
Innit? :)
Who would YOU choose???
Worth a thought,
Innit? :)
Monday, February 9, 2009
The End of the World........
I spoke in one of my earlier posts, about the inherent shallowness that is devouring our generation. I’d like to rephrase that, to the inherent shallowness that is devouring the WORLD, along with all its creative genius, and values.
Here you have to bear in mind, of course, that I’m talking of values, not morals. Morals are defined in the dictionary as “Of or concerned with the judgment of the goodness or badness of human action and character”. In simple words, morals are society’s way of making sure that humans do exactly as they are expected, no less, and DEFINITELY no more. Morals, are the laws that were created centuries ago, to regulate basic human nature. Since we were kids, we’ve been ‘disciplined’, and taught ‘self-control’. Stealing is bad, honesty is good. I’ve been asking myself this question for a while now – WHO decides what’s good or bad?? WHO decided how humans would behave in the coming 1000s of years? And WHY was that person given the right to decide this?
The meaning of Values, however, is more than often confused with that of morals. A Value is ‘a collection of guiding, usually positive principles; what one deems to be correct and desirable in life, especially regarding personal conduct.’ Essentially, a value has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with morals. Of course, any normal law-abiding human being would have you believe otherwise. Morals are taught, whereas values, are caught. (:-p how corny am i!)
If I refuse to live my life by ‘social ethics’, I would be accused of rebelling. And they say that like it’s a bad thing!!! Now, I’m sitting with my dictionary open here ( :-p) so let’s see what a rebel is defined as – ‘someone who exhibits great independence in thought and action’ or ‘break with established customs’. I fail to see what’s wrong with that? Even though I’m anti-commercialization, is independent thought not the SOLE reason for ANY of the great inventions, EVER???
Do you realise that Edison, Einstein, Mozart, Buddha, Shakespeare, Henry Ford, Columbus, and ALL the other great people who have EVER lived, have been ‘REBELS’???
That’s the PRECISE reason, that Ms-word recognises their names, but underlines YOURS with red ink!!!!!
As I see the world now, however, there are neither any great values, nor morals. The entire race is stuck in limbo. Inspiration hangs THICK in the air. All those years of greatness have trickled down, only to be ingrained into every child born around the world. If I were to let go of history, and all hope for the future, there is really nothing remarkable happening. Of course, we have all the technology and the developments and the money, but I believe it just to be an excuse to avoid having to make the effort to actually go deep into humanity. There is no dearth of intelligence, or creativity, or effort, or genius, but WHERE is the depth???
WHY do you think shrinks earn so much? Not because the world has more ‘problems’, noooo. It’s purely, and solely because people have been avoiding themselves for so long, that it is perhaps, now genetic. The blindness that has been badgered into people over the millenniums, has now become a part of our inheritance.
I read a long time ago, of a research that was conducted, where a book was placed on a sheet of glass, such that it seemed like the book was floating in air. When a 6-7 (or close) month baby was brought in front of the table, his expression changed, to one of shock, at why the book wasn’t falling like it was supposed to. Some people would take this to be a proof of the fact that gravity is but natural, hence, a part of our hereditary knowledge.
I, however, take it to be an inkling of the innate cynicism that humans now possess. There was a time, when kids believed in magic, and in being able to fly, and pixies, and gnomes, and the enchanted tree. Now, the kids are ‘smart’ and ‘aware’ and their ‘G.K.’ is great. Nobody believes in magic anymore. We all know, they’re just tricks, illusions, ‘sleight of hand’. Does that not make you awfully sad?
Adults don’t believe in love, let alone eternal love. To quote Grey’s anatomy – the guy who coined the phrase ‘happily ever after’, should have his ass kicked, so hard! Books have been replaced by the internet, or the Xbox, or the TV. Enid Blyton’s books were banned from countries, accusing her of racism!!!!! I’ve never read Alice in Wonderland!!!!!
I would normally end such a piece with the hackneyed phrase – “what is the world coming to?” (Would you believe, before today, I thought a hackneyed carriage, was a kind of a carriage?? HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!) Today, however, I shall answer that very question, as an extension of the streak of (perhaps delusional) optimism that has engulfed me these past few days......
The world, as we know it, is coming to an end. Our race has wandered almost as far away from their true selves, as is possible, and very soon, are going to come back right to their very roots. Not the roots of civilization, for civilization is just a means of distraction from our true selves. Rather, the roots of humanity – the fundamental essence of our souls. Take the world right now, as a timebomb, if you please. There’s little time left on the clock now, and very soon, it’s going to explode, wiping out the world, restoring to us, our roots.
By soon, I don’t mean in a month, or a year, or maybe even a century. I don’t know that, I’m no psychic, or Nostradamus. All I say here, Is what I feel. And I feel, that soon, things shall change. We shall have depth once more, and we shall have unsurpassable creativity, and unimaginable feats shall be accomplished.
Soon.
Here you have to bear in mind, of course, that I’m talking of values, not morals. Morals are defined in the dictionary as “Of or concerned with the judgment of the goodness or badness of human action and character”. In simple words, morals are society’s way of making sure that humans do exactly as they are expected, no less, and DEFINITELY no more. Morals, are the laws that were created centuries ago, to regulate basic human nature. Since we were kids, we’ve been ‘disciplined’, and taught ‘self-control’. Stealing is bad, honesty is good. I’ve been asking myself this question for a while now – WHO decides what’s good or bad?? WHO decided how humans would behave in the coming 1000s of years? And WHY was that person given the right to decide this?
The meaning of Values, however, is more than often confused with that of morals. A Value is ‘a collection of guiding, usually positive principles; what one deems to be correct and desirable in life, especially regarding personal conduct.’ Essentially, a value has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with morals. Of course, any normal law-abiding human being would have you believe otherwise. Morals are taught, whereas values, are caught. (:-p how corny am i!)
If I refuse to live my life by ‘social ethics’, I would be accused of rebelling. And they say that like it’s a bad thing!!! Now, I’m sitting with my dictionary open here ( :-p) so let’s see what a rebel is defined as – ‘someone who exhibits great independence in thought and action’ or ‘break with established customs’. I fail to see what’s wrong with that? Even though I’m anti-commercialization, is independent thought not the SOLE reason for ANY of the great inventions, EVER???
Do you realise that Edison, Einstein, Mozart, Buddha, Shakespeare, Henry Ford, Columbus, and ALL the other great people who have EVER lived, have been ‘REBELS’???
That’s the PRECISE reason, that Ms-word recognises their names, but underlines YOURS with red ink!!!!!
As I see the world now, however, there are neither any great values, nor morals. The entire race is stuck in limbo. Inspiration hangs THICK in the air. All those years of greatness have trickled down, only to be ingrained into every child born around the world. If I were to let go of history, and all hope for the future, there is really nothing remarkable happening. Of course, we have all the technology and the developments and the money, but I believe it just to be an excuse to avoid having to make the effort to actually go deep into humanity. There is no dearth of intelligence, or creativity, or effort, or genius, but WHERE is the depth???
WHY do you think shrinks earn so much? Not because the world has more ‘problems’, noooo. It’s purely, and solely because people have been avoiding themselves for so long, that it is perhaps, now genetic. The blindness that has been badgered into people over the millenniums, has now become a part of our inheritance.
I read a long time ago, of a research that was conducted, where a book was placed on a sheet of glass, such that it seemed like the book was floating in air. When a 6-7 (or close) month baby was brought in front of the table, his expression changed, to one of shock, at why the book wasn’t falling like it was supposed to. Some people would take this to be a proof of the fact that gravity is but natural, hence, a part of our hereditary knowledge.
I, however, take it to be an inkling of the innate cynicism that humans now possess. There was a time, when kids believed in magic, and in being able to fly, and pixies, and gnomes, and the enchanted tree. Now, the kids are ‘smart’ and ‘aware’ and their ‘G.K.’ is great. Nobody believes in magic anymore. We all know, they’re just tricks, illusions, ‘sleight of hand’. Does that not make you awfully sad?
Adults don’t believe in love, let alone eternal love. To quote Grey’s anatomy – the guy who coined the phrase ‘happily ever after’, should have his ass kicked, so hard! Books have been replaced by the internet, or the Xbox, or the TV. Enid Blyton’s books were banned from countries, accusing her of racism!!!!! I’ve never read Alice in Wonderland!!!!!
I would normally end such a piece with the hackneyed phrase – “what is the world coming to?” (Would you believe, before today, I thought a hackneyed carriage, was a kind of a carriage?? HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!) Today, however, I shall answer that very question, as an extension of the streak of (perhaps delusional) optimism that has engulfed me these past few days......
The world, as we know it, is coming to an end. Our race has wandered almost as far away from their true selves, as is possible, and very soon, are going to come back right to their very roots. Not the roots of civilization, for civilization is just a means of distraction from our true selves. Rather, the roots of humanity – the fundamental essence of our souls. Take the world right now, as a timebomb, if you please. There’s little time left on the clock now, and very soon, it’s going to explode, wiping out the world, restoring to us, our roots.
By soon, I don’t mean in a month, or a year, or maybe even a century. I don’t know that, I’m no psychic, or Nostradamus. All I say here, Is what I feel. And I feel, that soon, things shall change. We shall have depth once more, and we shall have unsurpassable creativity, and unimaginable feats shall be accomplished.
Soon.
Do it anyway.....
People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have and it may just never be enough;
Give the world the best you have anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it's all between you, and YOU;
It was never between you and them anyway.
(Kent Keith, with a minor modification of my own :) )
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have and it may just never be enough;
Give the world the best you have anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it's all between you, and YOU;
It was never between you and them anyway.
(Kent Keith, with a minor modification of my own :) )
Sunday, February 8, 2009
The World is a Mirror........
You know how they always say, the world is a mirror?
Well, everyone’s pondered the meaning of the phrase, at one time or the other. We all know, ‘ Do unto others, as you would have others do unto you’ ( or whatever the exact phrase is :-p)
‘What goes around comes around.’
Since we were born we’ve had the concept of kindness, compassion, love, badgered into us. Be nice to your elders, to those who are younger, to the helpless, to the disabled, to the dogs, and the cows, and the monkeys, and the ENTIRE world. Did anyone ever tell you this – be nice to yourself? Treat yourself well? Don’t judge yourself. Don’t victimize yourself. Don’t hurt yourself, that’s what everyone ELSE is here for!!!!!!!
‘The world is a mirror.’ Look at it this way ;
If you smile, the mirror smiles. If you talk, the mirror talks. If you jump up and down in glee, well, the reflection follows.
Now imagine, you standing in front of the mirror, is you, in your life. The mirror, is a window through which the world sees you. The world, and/or the universe, follows you mindlessly, and does exactly as you do.
Now if you look into the window, posing as a person who has nothing, that’s what the world will reflect, and act upon. If you act as a loser, that’s what will be reciprocated. If you feel like a victim, the ENTIRE universe, will only follow.
The universe is a reflection of your feelings. As you feel, so shall it be. For further details on this, get a hold of The Secret (Book or Video, doesn’t matter. Although the video, I think, is more effective!)
I know, these ideas aren’t exactly original, but these words are. The ideas are already out there, I just provide the metaphors . And I’m proud , for they inspire me, and there’s not a lot of feelings better than writing something that inspires your own self!!!
Cheers!
p.s. Try not to victimise yourself. Like I said in yesterday’s post, you drive your own car. Take a nice long drive at night, with the top down, the perfect breeze through your hair, your favourite music playing, on your way to your favourite place :) your car is too dumb to be allowed to drive itself!!!
Well, everyone’s pondered the meaning of the phrase, at one time or the other. We all know, ‘ Do unto others, as you would have others do unto you’ ( or whatever the exact phrase is :-p)
‘What goes around comes around.’
Since we were born we’ve had the concept of kindness, compassion, love, badgered into us. Be nice to your elders, to those who are younger, to the helpless, to the disabled, to the dogs, and the cows, and the monkeys, and the ENTIRE world. Did anyone ever tell you this – be nice to yourself? Treat yourself well? Don’t judge yourself. Don’t victimize yourself. Don’t hurt yourself, that’s what everyone ELSE is here for!!!!!!!
‘The world is a mirror.’ Look at it this way ;
If you smile, the mirror smiles. If you talk, the mirror talks. If you jump up and down in glee, well, the reflection follows.
Now imagine, you standing in front of the mirror, is you, in your life. The mirror, is a window through which the world sees you. The world, and/or the universe, follows you mindlessly, and does exactly as you do.
Now if you look into the window, posing as a person who has nothing, that’s what the world will reflect, and act upon. If you act as a loser, that’s what will be reciprocated. If you feel like a victim, the ENTIRE universe, will only follow.
The universe is a reflection of your feelings. As you feel, so shall it be. For further details on this, get a hold of The Secret (Book or Video, doesn’t matter. Although the video, I think, is more effective!)
I know, these ideas aren’t exactly original, but these words are. The ideas are already out there, I just provide the metaphors . And I’m proud , for they inspire me, and there’s not a lot of feelings better than writing something that inspires your own self!!!
Cheers!
p.s. Try not to victimise yourself. Like I said in yesterday’s post, you drive your own car. Take a nice long drive at night, with the top down, the perfect breeze through your hair, your favourite music playing, on your way to your favourite place :) your car is too dumb to be allowed to drive itself!!!
Funnily enough......
Funnily enough, my feelings are still the same. I feel no resentment, no hatred, no anger.
For the first time in really long, possibly, I feel exactly like I should.
Yes, there was the initial momentary hurt. Yet, I feel like such a burden has been lifted. I don’t have to pretend anymore. I don’t have to suppress the love anymore. It’s there, and I’m free to feel it.
Well, the world is round......
And I’ve taken flight.
Let’s see where I land.
For the first time in really long, possibly, I feel exactly like I should.
Yes, there was the initial momentary hurt. Yet, I feel like such a burden has been lifted. I don’t have to pretend anymore. I don’t have to suppress the love anymore. It’s there, and I’m free to feel it.
Well, the world is round......
And I’ve taken flight.
Let’s see where I land.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Ha! Finally!!
I’ve been spending a lot of time with myself lately. The ‘realisations’ come and go. They’re all consequential, some perhaps more so than others.
I’ve often been accused of thinking too much, or being too philosophical for my own good. I never had a reason for why I did it, I just knew that I enjoyed it. Today, I see why.
Having been interested in ‘spirituality’ for a while now, I’ve read lots of books, watched some videos, talked to some people. Eventually, it turns out, all the enlightened people are always saying the same thing. They just choose different ways of seeing it. And that, is actually better than all of them just saying the same thing, the same way, over and over and over again. Can you imagine how dull and boring that would be?
I was reading a book by Osho recently, and he mentioned something about reading everything 12 times. The truth of the statement eluded me, until just now. Do you realise how easy you have it? All of this information, all this ‘spirituality’, all this learning – it’s just lying out here for you on a silver platter. We have had generations after generations of men, who have sought, attained and then sought to pass on enlightenment. We are lucky, because we don’t have to read the same text 12 times. We have the same essence, in countless different bottles, waiting to be sprayed on. At a superficial level, of course, every line sounds different, and seems to have a different meaning. However, if you look deep enough, if you delve into it with all the totality of your concentration, the same message jumps off at you.
I have the easiest example, and I hope I can put it across as well as I can see it. Of course, words are, and always will be, inadequate in the expression of the most important feelings. They are but carriers of the superficiality of ‘society’. Nevertheless, I shall do my best.
The one thing that every religion, every thinker, every philosopher, every mystic, every saint has ALWAYS said, and perhaps in the simplest way possible, is – You are NOT your body. Your body is but a vehicle. The slightest means of the expression of your SELF, here on Earth.
Now, at first read, it’s a simple enough idea. Yes, we all know the body is just temporary, and blah blah. However, when you hear it enough times, when you read it enough (12 times or more :-P), you begin to see the actual true expression that was meant to be conveyed by these few simple words.
Ok, so that was the first part of my example. Now we come to part 2. Another thing, that possibly EVERY wise man EVER, and even some of the not-so-wise men have always said, and believed, something that is kind of a new-age mantra now – Follow your heart. Do what you FEEL like. Listen to your FEELINGS, not your mind.
Same as the earlier line, simple enough line. Nothing even a kid couldn’t comprehend. Yes, at the most superficial level, we all know these lines. We’ve heard these a zillion times. We know what they mean. We understand them. Agreed. You understand the message, but do you GET it?
Let’s see. Maybe if we joined these 2 ‘simple’ lines now – You are NOT your body. Do what you FEEL. Listen to your FEELINGS, not your mind. (of course, here we assume that you KNOW, that the mind, is a part of the body!)
Do you see a slight difference? A gentle shift in the meaning?
Ok, enough with the riddles. I’ll tell you, what I ‘realised’ today. What YOU feel, and what your MIND feels, are 2 very very VERY different things. Now, at first go, it seems very confusing. I know. It took me YEARS of thinking to get here! But now, you have all that spirituality, PLUS, my ‘realisations’, so you’re already one step closer!
Anyway, what YOU feel, is what you want. What the MIND feels, is just your ‘worldliness’ talking. Here, I have to morph all the messages from Ramtha, and The Secret, and Osho, and all other works of art, into one. The secret says – You ALWAYS get what you truly want.
Ramtha says- Always trust the first thought, for that is the purest. That is your true HEART.
Osho says – well, he says lots of stuff, that eludes me at this precise moment, but it boils down to pretty much the same things :-p
My point here is, if you sit and think about what you want, it WILL come to you, and you WILL know it. Of course, that “knowing” might last just a split second, or if you’re lucky, a second, before your mind takes over. Your body is your car. The mind, is the gps system/auto pilot. YOU, are the driver!
Now, the car will go WHEREVER you take it. And you have to decide where you want to go. The computer is there only to show you the way!!! If YOU want to go to your favourite restaurant, but the gps decides your final destination is your Workplace... ohoh!! That’s not good, is it??
YOU have to control the GPS system of YOUR life. Don’t let what you KNOW, or what you’ve been TAUGHT, or what is RIGHT or WRONG, control your life. Imagine you were driving, and left the steering wheel, allowing the car to take you wherever it wants, you’d almost definitely end up dead!!!
Let your HEART control you life. Let your first thought guide you, and you will ALWAYS be exactly where you should be.
I doubt I can adequately explain HOW I do this here, and I also doubt if it would help anyone but me, but then again, I’m going to try :). This is a very simple example, and I promise you, not a single bit is made up. I wanted to eat Rajmah Chawal. Since yesterday, I’d had that constant craving, nagging me. I wanted to, but I figured, who’s going to walk ALL the way to the other end of the campus to withdraw cash to order? So, I didn’t order. One whole day, I craved, but I figured, if I can’t be bothered to walk that much, I don’t REALLY want it, do i? Today evening, the craving FINALLY (Thankfully!) took over, I called the delivery people, figured I’d order, and then go get the cash. However, as I was in the middle of my call, I looked at my sidetable, and lo and behold!!! There lay some coins! I had just enough to pay the delivery guy. And we all lived happily ever after. :)
You see my point? The secret works!!! As long as you DON’t let your MIND, or your BODY get in the way, you WILL have ANYTHING that you want!!!
Cheers. :)
I’ve often been accused of thinking too much, or being too philosophical for my own good. I never had a reason for why I did it, I just knew that I enjoyed it. Today, I see why.
Having been interested in ‘spirituality’ for a while now, I’ve read lots of books, watched some videos, talked to some people. Eventually, it turns out, all the enlightened people are always saying the same thing. They just choose different ways of seeing it. And that, is actually better than all of them just saying the same thing, the same way, over and over and over again. Can you imagine how dull and boring that would be?
I was reading a book by Osho recently, and he mentioned something about reading everything 12 times. The truth of the statement eluded me, until just now. Do you realise how easy you have it? All of this information, all this ‘spirituality’, all this learning – it’s just lying out here for you on a silver platter. We have had generations after generations of men, who have sought, attained and then sought to pass on enlightenment. We are lucky, because we don’t have to read the same text 12 times. We have the same essence, in countless different bottles, waiting to be sprayed on. At a superficial level, of course, every line sounds different, and seems to have a different meaning. However, if you look deep enough, if you delve into it with all the totality of your concentration, the same message jumps off at you.
I have the easiest example, and I hope I can put it across as well as I can see it. Of course, words are, and always will be, inadequate in the expression of the most important feelings. They are but carriers of the superficiality of ‘society’. Nevertheless, I shall do my best.
The one thing that every religion, every thinker, every philosopher, every mystic, every saint has ALWAYS said, and perhaps in the simplest way possible, is – You are NOT your body. Your body is but a vehicle. The slightest means of the expression of your SELF, here on Earth.
Now, at first read, it’s a simple enough idea. Yes, we all know the body is just temporary, and blah blah. However, when you hear it enough times, when you read it enough (12 times or more :-P), you begin to see the actual true expression that was meant to be conveyed by these few simple words.
Ok, so that was the first part of my example. Now we come to part 2. Another thing, that possibly EVERY wise man EVER, and even some of the not-so-wise men have always said, and believed, something that is kind of a new-age mantra now – Follow your heart. Do what you FEEL like. Listen to your FEELINGS, not your mind.
Same as the earlier line, simple enough line. Nothing even a kid couldn’t comprehend. Yes, at the most superficial level, we all know these lines. We’ve heard these a zillion times. We know what they mean. We understand them. Agreed. You understand the message, but do you GET it?
Let’s see. Maybe if we joined these 2 ‘simple’ lines now – You are NOT your body. Do what you FEEL. Listen to your FEELINGS, not your mind. (of course, here we assume that you KNOW, that the mind, is a part of the body!)
Do you see a slight difference? A gentle shift in the meaning?
Ok, enough with the riddles. I’ll tell you, what I ‘realised’ today. What YOU feel, and what your MIND feels, are 2 very very VERY different things. Now, at first go, it seems very confusing. I know. It took me YEARS of thinking to get here! But now, you have all that spirituality, PLUS, my ‘realisations’, so you’re already one step closer!
Anyway, what YOU feel, is what you want. What the MIND feels, is just your ‘worldliness’ talking. Here, I have to morph all the messages from Ramtha, and The Secret, and Osho, and all other works of art, into one. The secret says – You ALWAYS get what you truly want.
Ramtha says- Always trust the first thought, for that is the purest. That is your true HEART.
Osho says – well, he says lots of stuff, that eludes me at this precise moment, but it boils down to pretty much the same things :-p
My point here is, if you sit and think about what you want, it WILL come to you, and you WILL know it. Of course, that “knowing” might last just a split second, or if you’re lucky, a second, before your mind takes over. Your body is your car. The mind, is the gps system/auto pilot. YOU, are the driver!
Now, the car will go WHEREVER you take it. And you have to decide where you want to go. The computer is there only to show you the way!!! If YOU want to go to your favourite restaurant, but the gps decides your final destination is your Workplace... ohoh!! That’s not good, is it??
YOU have to control the GPS system of YOUR life. Don’t let what you KNOW, or what you’ve been TAUGHT, or what is RIGHT or WRONG, control your life. Imagine you were driving, and left the steering wheel, allowing the car to take you wherever it wants, you’d almost definitely end up dead!!!
Let your HEART control you life. Let your first thought guide you, and you will ALWAYS be exactly where you should be.
I doubt I can adequately explain HOW I do this here, and I also doubt if it would help anyone but me, but then again, I’m going to try :). This is a very simple example, and I promise you, not a single bit is made up. I wanted to eat Rajmah Chawal. Since yesterday, I’d had that constant craving, nagging me. I wanted to, but I figured, who’s going to walk ALL the way to the other end of the campus to withdraw cash to order? So, I didn’t order. One whole day, I craved, but I figured, if I can’t be bothered to walk that much, I don’t REALLY want it, do i? Today evening, the craving FINALLY (Thankfully!) took over, I called the delivery people, figured I’d order, and then go get the cash. However, as I was in the middle of my call, I looked at my sidetable, and lo and behold!!! There lay some coins! I had just enough to pay the delivery guy. And we all lived happily ever after. :)
You see my point? The secret works!!! As long as you DON’t let your MIND, or your BODY get in the way, you WILL have ANYTHING that you want!!!
Cheers. :)
Friday, February 6, 2009
Simple as that...
Something I read in a book written by Osho...
Although this excerpt itself has been written by William Samuels :
"There are moments when something has to be said and nothing can be said. There are moments when tears say much more than words. There are moments when laughter says much more than words. There are moments when gestures say much more than words. There are moments when silence speaks more than words. All the laughter, all the tears, all the gestures, silences, they are contained in the second language -- the language of poetry"
Reinstates my faith in the value of simplicity.
And suddenly I recall, how easy it is, not to be complicated.......
Although this excerpt itself has been written by William Samuels :
"There are moments when something has to be said and nothing can be said. There are moments when tears say much more than words. There are moments when laughter says much more than words. There are moments when gestures say much more than words. There are moments when silence speaks more than words. All the laughter, all the tears, all the gestures, silences, they are contained in the second language -- the language of poetry"
Reinstates my faith in the value of simplicity.
And suddenly I recall, how easy it is, not to be complicated.......
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Livin in a christmas card....
It’s 2:30 am. It is snowing.
I felt snow today. Not physically though. I FELT it. Standing outside in the middle of the night, not a soul in sight, i was watching the snow falling, enraptured. i could hear nothing, except the silence. Yet, the snow was anything but, silent. It swirled all around me, whipping this way and that, although more joyful than chaotic. It made me feel like i was in a silent movie, and i stayed, half-expecting to hear an orchestra making a grandiose statement somewhere in the background.
It’s hard to find words to explain exactly how i felt. I did wonder, however, how my hallmates could be sitting inside, completely oblivious to the fact that they were practically living in a Christmas card!!
I’d been waiting for a long time, for someone, anyone, to reassure me, to tell me that everything would be alright. Today, the entire universe conspired, i believe, just to provide me with that very reassurance.
To quote one of the more popular Christmas songs –
“ And since we’ve no place to go,
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow! “
Cheers!
I felt snow today. Not physically though. I FELT it. Standing outside in the middle of the night, not a soul in sight, i was watching the snow falling, enraptured. i could hear nothing, except the silence. Yet, the snow was anything but, silent. It swirled all around me, whipping this way and that, although more joyful than chaotic. It made me feel like i was in a silent movie, and i stayed, half-expecting to hear an orchestra making a grandiose statement somewhere in the background.
It’s hard to find words to explain exactly how i felt. I did wonder, however, how my hallmates could be sitting inside, completely oblivious to the fact that they were practically living in a Christmas card!!
I’d been waiting for a long time, for someone, anyone, to reassure me, to tell me that everything would be alright. Today, the entire universe conspired, i believe, just to provide me with that very reassurance.
To quote one of the more popular Christmas songs –
“ And since we’ve no place to go,
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow! “
Cheers!
Monday, February 2, 2009
What a fool I am! :)
A fool is one who goes on trusting; a fool is one who goes on trusting against all his experience. You deceive him, and he trusts you; and you deceive him again, and he trusts you; and you deceive him again, and he trusts you. Then you will say that he is a fool, he does not learn. His trust is tremendous; his trust is so pure that nobody can corrupt it.
Be a fool in the Taoist sense, in the Zen sense. Don´t try to create a wall of knowledge around you. Whatsoever experience comes to you, let it happen, and then go on dropping it. Go on cleaning your mind continuously; go on dying to the past so you remain in the present, herenow, as if just born, just a babe.
In the beginning it is going to be very difficult. The world will start taking advantage of you...let them. They are poor fellows. Even if you are cheated and deceived and robbed, let it happen, because that which is really yours cannot be robbed from you, that which is really yours nobody can steal from you.
And each time you don´t allow situations to corrupt you, that opportunity will become an integration inside. Your soul will become more crystallized.
Osho Dang Dang Doko Dang Chapter 2
Be a fool in the Taoist sense, in the Zen sense. Don´t try to create a wall of knowledge around you. Whatsoever experience comes to you, let it happen, and then go on dropping it. Go on cleaning your mind continuously; go on dying to the past so you remain in the present, herenow, as if just born, just a babe.
In the beginning it is going to be very difficult. The world will start taking advantage of you...let them. They are poor fellows. Even if you are cheated and deceived and robbed, let it happen, because that which is really yours cannot be robbed from you, that which is really yours nobody can steal from you.
And each time you don´t allow situations to corrupt you, that opportunity will become an integration inside. Your soul will become more crystallized.
Osho Dang Dang Doko Dang Chapter 2
Sunday, February 1, 2009
ENERGY!!!
I elucidate today, upon an idea that was introduced to me by the ‘Secret’. I lay down in bed, hoping to fall asleep to the soundtrack of this joyful discovery. Instead, i stayed up all night watching it, possibly for the zillionth time. Its meaning, however, was entirely different this time. I understood all they were saying, everytime i watched it. The point that really struck home this time was this – You are Energy.
It’s that simple. You are ENERGY. For a scientific basis here, we go to your very roots, literally. Your body is made of cells, which are made of molecules, in turn made of atoms, at the very center of which lies – Energy. There is no ‘solid’. It is ALL energy. Suddenly, everything makes perfect sense.
It makes sense that all the enlightened men have said, “you are one with the universe”. “Ashes to Ashes, dust to dust”, makes sense. The big bang makes sense. There were no solids anywhere. Ever. There still are not. A solid is just a very dense mass of energy. That’s how the galaxies were formed. Why does gravity attract us?? Because, we are the same as the earth is. It is the same energy reverberating through the entire cosmos. Of course the universe will give you what you ask for. The universe IS you. You ARE already in harmony with nature, and everything around you. You don’t need to make any efforts. You ARE both the SAME.
You don’t like your body? You don’t have to keep it!! Within a second, you can change your body, just as you choose. Of course, it will probably take some practice to first let go of all the ‘beliefs’ and ‘habits’ that have been badgered into you since your ‘birth’. But, you CAN do it. Just like that.
Isn’t that what visualization really is? You FEEL what you want. Your energy, starts to turn towards what you want. There is a slight shift in the energy around you, and voila! You have what you want!
You ARE what you think. Ever realized how true that is?? Thoughts are energy. So are you. So is your shit. So is the spoon next to you. So is the computer screen you’re staring at right now. Einstein did not use more of his ‘BRAIN’, he learned how to channelize more of his ‘energy’.
You can possibly trace everything any great man has ever said about humanity, back to energy. “You can do whatever you want.”
This is PRECISELY what the secret tries to explain. They use perhaps, more common examples, to help people relate. The point, however, still remains the same. YOU ARE ENERGY!
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