Thursday, November 24, 2011

PART 17 - GOD IS LAZY AND OBAMA IS BUSY... PROSTITUTE CONTINUING ON GOD, LAZINESS AND PERFECTION

Dear Madom
Why is God lazy,
Whereas Obama and life is busy?

Dear my son,
Perfection brings in, and reaches you, laziness
For the reason of having nothing to do further
To achieve or to pursue anything further.

Laziness is the spontaneous nature of being.

Unless there comes up obstacles of imperfections,
Or imperfections of obstacles,
One needs no thinking or working or exercising.

Dear my son,
Thoughts come up
When there are obstacles
In the walk and path of spontaneity.

Thoughts are you mental effort
To find a way or an opening
From those obstacles
To enable lazy easy flow of spontaneity,
Where movement is no-movement,
But dancing of resting in harmony.


Dear my son,
You happen to artificially exercise,
By jogging or walking in your gardens,
When you have feel of obstacles in your physical being
For the reason of artificially artificial life
Without having movements of laziness, and dance in it,
Natural and spontaneous.

When you are being made unable to be in a state
In which you have to be spontaneously and naturally.

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Dear my son,
So is God lazy, for having no purpose,
As the perfection gets anyone to be purposeless.

Laziness is symptom and result of perfection
The absolute perfection
A state of having no-where to move further
In pursuit of reaching or breaching.

Perfection, thereby laziness, causes
Spontaneous dancing stagnancy.

The sate of needing nothing more and nothing less.

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Dear my son,
World of living is
The world of imperfection.

You need to live and grow
Because you have imperfection,
Or you are an imperfect,
To be corrected and remedied.

Ever having to seek and pursue,
Where laziness would mean death.

Laziness is not therein
The talk and walk of life.

In the world of imperfection
Laziness, and inaction there by,
Is the tongue and talk of death
Or it is your walk to death.

Life is your activities to pursue new
And to find out new,
By renewing itself.

That is how all the inventions and discoveries.

Seeking new for facilitating new.

New, to be faster and easier.

With an idea to create easiness
And to make life easier,
Life, in the form of man,
Likes to toil and to be uneasy.

Dear my son,
One has to know,
Living physical body
Is part of imperfect world
Seeking or pursuing perfection.

So, one is living, seeking ever to be new
And will try to show himself ever as new
As part of his seeking
Or as part of his showing
His thirst and pursuit for perfection.

Seeking new is part of seeking perfection.
That is the life.
That is how life is.
That is what life needs to be.

That is what present and current is.
Denying present, contradicting present,
Denying life, for whatever be the reason.
To seek and pursue perfection.
As an effort to grow into perfection.


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Dear my son,
Like soil and earth
One has to be with his life.
Ever new. Producing ever new.
And ever becoming new by itself.

Never old,
And looking, cause only the new.
New leaves and new flowers
Each moment, each day.

Keeping old as old would mean
Monotony and repetition.

In life nothing is and can be
Monotonous and repetitive.

Though everything just repetitive,
Life won’t give and won’t make any one
Feel anything is repetitive.

So is everything and everyone in life
Unique, unlike before.

Monday, November 21, 2011

PART 16 – WHY ARE OBAMAS IN WHITE HOUSES AND BEGGARS ON STREETS

Dear Madom,
Why are Obamas in white houses
And beggars on streets?

Why are there poor and rich,
Strong and week,
Meek and powerful
On this earth or in this universality?


Dear my son,
Has God got any purpose?
No. God has no purpose
And God has got nothing to achieve
By being purposeful.
So, God being God
Is and has to be purposeless.


Dear my son,
But, it is different
To have purposes of purposelessness
Or purposes within purposelessness.


That is why,
Even when the purposelessness prevails,
There are poor and rich and weak and strong
With purposes to achieve and meaning to give.

Because
No good musical composer
Will set any good musical composition
Only with one and same kind of notes.


Because
No good painter will make any good painting
Only with one and the same kind of lines
Or only with lines in one and the same lengths and cuts
Or only with one and same color and shade.


Dear my son
Any good musical composition or painting
Is and will be
With all kinds of different notes and colors.
Be it high or middle or low
Or dark or light.


And each of all such notes or colors or shades
Will be with all kinds of variations within them
In each time they are used.


Dear my son,
This will not mean to say that
Some are irrelevant or week or poor or strong
And some are more relevant or rich or strong or meek or weak.


Rather, all of them are equally relevant
With own role of each, separately,
Giving own presence and meaning of each, separately.


All they are made to be the way they are
Not because of their achieved skill or talent
Or not because of their own inability or weakness.


But they are made to be the way they are
Because the composer and painter need them to be so,
Using them only as the means and tools
For his greater composition or painting.


And none of them are, in any way,
Less relevant or less strong.


And weak or meek or strong or rich
Are not weak or meek or strong or rich
By their own and for their own
And nor it is for being so by themselves.


Dear my son,
All the weaknesses and talents are inbuilt
To serve the purpose and give the meaning
Attributed to them in their being,
Without needing the seeds or notes or word or lines
To have to toil and boil
To meet and reach such purposes and meaning.


All are equally valid and meaningful
To contribute equally, but with difference,
To the greater composition,
This great universe and the affairs therein,
As and how the composer, God, needs.


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Dear my son,
You are, like any one and anything,
Only a note or a word or seed
Or part of a note or a word or a seed
In a greater composition.


You are only a letter or a word
In a greater page of a greater book.


You don't know and you don't have to know
How you will look or sound,
Or what effect and meaning you will give
And how will you be heard or seen.


You are bound to give what you are giving
And you are bound to perform the way you are.


Only the composer will know
What kind of a word or a note or a seed you are
And what role you are performing.


Dear my son,
Each and every one will equally matter
In his greater composition.


Missing of any will cause disharmony
To the greater composition,
This great universe and its function.


So, nothing will be missed
And nothing will remain undone.


Nothing is caused.
Neither the weak or nor the strong.
Neither the rich or nor the poor.


Rather, this great universe
The way it is in current and present
Is caused.


So are here the poor and rich
Strong and weak, meek and powerful
In the way they are.


Carrying, pursuing and serving
The greater purpose and meaning
Of the composer
In his greater purposelessness.


To perform the role of
Pursuing and fulfilling the purpose
Of great composer
In his great composition.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

PART -15 - SO AM I A WOMAN, THE NUCLEIC POINT, UNMOVING.

PART -15 - SO AM I A WOMAN, THE NUCLEIC POINT, UNMOVING.

In woman is the source of energy,
The soul of current and present.

She helps man to find novelty, the path.

She gives him reason for his being.

She fills in him the urge
To seek more speed and movement

And she leads him to find
Newer and better ways for life.

So, has the world become the way it is now.
Sending men to be, than saints and philosophers
But, scientists, priests,
Businessmen, managers, politicians, etc....

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So, a man without woman is
Like dead and old. Less lively.
Destructive than constructive.
Passive than active.

Decaying and stuck with stench and worm.

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Never giving a feel of old,
Ever needing to look newer and livelier,
Woman gives life newer face
And makes the world and life
To be livelier and more interesting.

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The feel of old, or being old
A woman can't bear with.

And the feel of being with dead,
A woman natually will think,
Life will stink with smell of old and dead.

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So is a real woman
Ever seeking the current and present
And newer versions to the current and present.
Looking for newer fashions to life and God.

So am I a woman,real,
The nucleic point or force,
Seeming to be unmoving at the center,
Around which and for which
The men and all affairs are
Bound to roam and wander
To give shape to the karmic shell of life
And just to keep me satisfied and intact.

Part – 14 - Enlightenment is not in rejection of life.

Dear my son,
Enlightenment is not a different thing.
It is only a stage whereby one may become ordinary
Or one will be made to be ordinary
With nothing to claim and nothing to gain.


Enlightened one will become
Open and accessible to and from all directions.

Like air, water and soil/earth
Behaving according to the need of the seeds,
Accommodating all and giving through all
His or its version of truth and life.

Letting each and every one
Sprout and grow on its own and by his own
Giving a diverse and novel feel and look.

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Dear my son,
Enlightenment is not in rejection of life.

Rather, dear my son, rejection of life comes up
From those confined and closed, not the enlightened.


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(To be continued....)

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Part – 13 - On God and Life

God and life,
Present and the form of present.

God and life
Never old, keeps nothing to be old.

God and life
Represents neither the past nor the future,
But the current and present.

God and life.
New, renovating and rejuvenating, by itself.
Being present and continuity of present.

Of God, nature of life’s work, is
To make everything new.

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In life
God is to support it in as is form.

To enable it to go with the current and present
Or to be one with current and present.

To get it to be more glittering
And to ease and facilitate the flow.

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A seed is a seed.

It can be fried and eaten.

Once fried, even if it is not eaten,
It becomes part of past
With no future for it to swallow.

It is made to be old and dead.


Never being able to live
With its inbuilt capacity to renew
And get increased, beautified and qualified
By itself in its process of self renewal.

Sprouting and growing to make it into
A big universe of a big plant or tree.

(To Be Continued.......)

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Part 12 - Logic is here more for no-logic

Part 12

Do acknowledge that
The knowledge yours about God
Is the ignorance yours about God.

And the ignorance yours about God
Is the knowledge yours about God

It is in your helplessness
Where you find powers of God
It is in your weakness
Where you find perfection of God.

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Dear my son,
You are an outcome feel of many aspects and elements
Made to work together within and without you.
And you have no control in any of such.

What all made and manufactured by you
Are made by God, using all you and me,
Instruments and tools for such creation,
Giving you and me the feel and thought
As those are and were our intellectuality and skill.

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Dear my son,
We don’t remain and prevail.
Only God and his will
Remain and prevail.

It is God who makes coordination possible
To enable us to make and invent
What we have made or invented.
Call them satellite or aero plane
Or new ways of telecommunication.....

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So am I, dear my son, really confused,
But happily with great conviction.

And I would be the only one of that type
To be happy with confusion
And to be confused with conviction.

Confusion mine is of nothing,
But of getting a lot more of choices
And getting more than needed.

The confusion mine is nothing
But to see God every where,
In every direction and in everything

What can I do, dear my son,
If the whole world, and everything in it, is
Turned for me to be a mirror
To reflect my God, my love.

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Dear my son,
Logic is here more for no-logic
Senselessness is here more sensible
Reasons are more here for no-reason.
What that comes to the mouth
Turns out to be the truth,
As greater music of greater flow,
And as greater flow of greater music.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Part 11 - Prostitute's Lessson for the Day.

Dear my son,
Formality keeps you far away from the soul and core
Making you to be running only in the periphery,
Getting for you the periphery as serious and core
And making you run only after the shadows and its beauty.

Being informal, you may break and shatter
And may get broken and shattered.

There, you will know and touch the soul and core
And, passing by, you will go further and longer
To know such things were only to that much.

You will be made to discard the skin and its glittering.

Being informal,
You will know to your conviction,
What you have broken and shattered,
Was not remaining there for your help and guidance.

Dear my son,
Looking for and going after only the easy,
You may end up in troubles and difficulties.
At least in relation to seeking and finding truth.

It is behind and within the hard coatings
The sweet water and kernel of coconut is kept.

All short cuts are not necessarily short
But are mostly long
Making you to be wandering more
Without being able to sight your target and its distance.

Closely looking, dear my son,
You may get lost your interest
In the world of periphery.
It would, rather, give you a triggering
To your pursuit and passage
To experience the ultimate and absolute
And to lose the sham interest
In the world that is really sham.

Did you hear and know the meaning
As to why some prophets
Advised you not to look at vagina
Closely and openly….

Just to avoid the aversion.
To keep your interest alive,
Not to lose and bury your interest
And good opinion of the same,
The world of periphery.

Hidden, for sure, will increase in you
The interest and curiosity.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

PART 10 - YOU CAN’T HAVE SPECTATORS’ VIEW OF YOUR PLAY

Present and Current - That is the Fate - Part 10

Dear my son,
Lots of positives are there in every one.
But no one seems to acknowledge them
And they rather wuould exaggerate their little negatives
That rarely fall in their life.

Each and every thing in one’s life is a miracle
And each and every thing that happens without him
For his life and its support is a miracle.

It is easy for anyone to talk
Against the current and present.

But only to spoil the whole life function
With no effect of change in present and current.

One could talk.
But with no clear-cut understanding
Of what present and current is.

One could talk.
With no real substitution or replacement
To the current and present.

Because each and every one is
Part and parcel of current and present

And because each and every one is
Because of current and present.

Being part and member of a vessel,
You can’t watch how its look in the water is.

Being part and a member of a team playing
You can’t have spectators’ view of your play.

That is why all the lessons are
The lesson of past or are the lessons about the future.
Saying and showing how the play in past was
Or assuming and theorizing how the play will be in future.

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Dear my son,
Even otherwise,
To have substitution and replacement
To the current and present is impossible,
Unless it comes up by itself,
Using each one of us as an instrument and tool for it.

Because current and present is what is real,

Because current and present means
The flow and spontaneity.

Because current and present means
Changing and moving to change.

And because in current and present is
What you call life and God.

So, dear my son,
To be living and to be with God
One has to be with the current and present,

And one has to be
Fully present in and with life and God.

And dear my son,
All your feel and efforts for change and replacement are
The trick and technique of the present and current,
Or God and life.

It’s because of its tendency
To flow further and speedier,
To swallow the future into its stomach
To change it as the current and present.

So, going with the present, dear my son,
Like a child, or like a fool,
Supporting the present and current
With all what it would need from you,
As selflessly as you can be,
Like a child or a fool,
You won’t do anything wrong.

Neither to you
Nor to your surroundings.

(....... To Be Continued........)

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

BOTHERED OF OWN USES ONE CAN’T BE IN CURRENT AND PRESENT - Part 9

(.... Continued)

Dear Madom,
But, the way to be in present and current?

Unmaking you, be like a child
And play with the children.

You will lose your past and its haunting and boasting
And the future with its threats and prospects.

Without unmaking you to be a fool,
You can’t regain and find in you a child

Without unmaking you to be a child or like a child
You can’t see you in present and current.

Bothered of own uses
And being calculative of own future,
One can’t be in current and present.

Rather the calculations and botherations
Will cause stagnancy in you and in your path
And will put a veil on your face and eyes.

Know, dear my son,
Your thoughts and calculations about the future
Are the tools and instrument used by life,
To nourish and nurture the present and current.


The present and current is the juice of life.
In present lives the life, miraculously.
And one shouldn't lose the miraculous juice of life
Just for being calculative of his future
And concerned of his uses.

And only in and with present and current
One can see and drink all the miracles of life.

Be it by hearing, thinking, feeling eating,
Seeing, touching, laughing and etc….
( …… to be continued……)

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Death of a Political Leader - We Are Less One Thief or a Cheating Criminal

One common man's immediate reaction
On hearing the death news of a political leader / a minister in India.

“Distribute the chocolates and laddoos....
To celebrate to know that we are less one thief or a cheating criminal.

But, helpless to say, thousands more are remaining
And the doors are open in the name of democracy....

It is the request of the same common man in his odd language
"Please distribute the chocolates and laddoos
To hear the death of any political leader / any minister
From anywhere in India"

And I do this service for him

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The reason for not being understood or not to understand
Could be on both sides.

Or may be because it is easier to talk
Than understand or to make others understand...?

So, no one to be blamed.

Even otherwise,
Leave alone this great universe and its great secrets,
Who is there to read and understand
Great many universes in one's own body and mind....

So, no one to be blamed.

Neither for talking, nor for not understanding....

That is the way how this universe and life in it is.

Part – 8 - On Natural Wisdom, Compassion and Love.

Dear my son,
The compassion and love doesn’t mean
Questioning or disbelieving natural wisdom
In and behind the present and current.

But the compassion and love
Is for one to become one with the natural wisdom
By doing all required to sustain and maintain
the present and current,
And to question and rebel in its ways of
Sustaining and maintaining the current and present,
Or to better the sustenance and maintenance.

Dear my son,
I don’t talk and do any thing,
Except for being made to talk and do
Just for the reason of becoming one with
The sustaining process of natural wisdom,
The divine will.

Dear my son,
We are in present and current,
Flowing, rebelling and revolting
In and with the current and present
To sustain the same in bettering way
And to better the same in sustaining way.

(..... To be Continued.......)