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The Humble Pebble, The Lofty Hermit
So there was this hermit on a hilltop. He had been sitting still for so long that anthills grew around him, on him and in him. Trees had dropped their branches and with every wisp of…
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"I am. I am not. Neither boxed into a belief, nor am I defined by my body. I am insane and intellectual. I am materialistic and esoteric. I am narcissist and humble. I am mundane and spiritual. I am simple and incomprehensible. Defined by my mind, my thoughts, a breaker of tags, I am abstract.”
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So there was this hermit on a hilltop. He had been sitting still for so long that anthills grew around him, on him and in him. Trees had dropped their branches and with every wisp of…
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And then the masses flocked to the hermit, who stood at the brink of pebbledom. They begged and they pleaded, they wept and at his feet prostrated, “You need to use your powers to help us,”…
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The brain is numb. The brain is alive. Numb to the ebb of emotions within.. pulsing with sizzling electricity to delve beneath. Lifeless to the eye but dissecting out life itself. Can the utterly materialistic and…
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A blog of musings of a naked soul. A soul that sheds all external influences and looks at life, at existence, at consciousness, from within and from without…. as an insider and as an outsider. A soul, shorn…
It all started with a tiny little fish. A little fish that fit in one hand of King Satyavrata. Beware, O’ king, the Fish said. Floods the likes of which you’ve never seen or heard is…
From the annals of a yellowed journal (circa 1990) transcribed verbatim The question that has plagued all life. Ironical. Yet It is just that – a paradox. Just asone cannot find out what’s after life unless…
I am here today To erase my color My identity My fear I’m here today To burn it down No genotype no phenotype No stereotype Just my naked core. Hey can you turn UP- the heat…
There’s a million things you, your body, does, without a thought. And then there are those you think to do and others you think you do. We fret and fume, over missing a train, and chide…
There was once a TV on the wall. Under it lived a Japanese monk with his disciples. Legend has it that he was a royal descendent of the great kingdom called the “Bombay Company” known for…
Thank you to every child that birthed a mother the moment it implanted, a placental tunnel into her soul. Long before the no’s of terrible twos Or the pangs of teenage angst The umbilical they thought…
No, this is not yet another article about that AI and neither was it prompted to and written by what you think of as AI. This is beyond AI. What is beyond AI, you may ask.…
How does an artist die When the creator lives on In every creation Manifested A thousand fold In every stroke every note every syllable A kaleidoscope Of his soul
यह मोहब्बत एक शौक़ तो है फ़ुर्सत मिले तो कर लेंगे किसी किताब के पुराने पन्नों के बीच सूखी हुयी गुलाब जैसे वक़्त मिले तो पलट लेंगे तेरी नींद की अंगदायियों के बीच दो चार पल…
यह कैसा ग़म हैआँख नमी गला सूखातुझसे दूर जितना भागूँउतना ही क़रीब आती हूँ मैंतुझे भूलने की कोशिश मेंऔर अपना बना देती हूँ मैंतुझसे नाराज़ होकरअपने को सज़ा देती हूँ मैंतुम हो क्या परायेया मेरे ही…
Just as the massive energy of a dying star involutes and implodes within itself to become a black hole out of which no energy can escape, so do we involute and implode within ourselves when we…
Art is an expression of our collective consciousness that bursts forth giving form to abstract thoughts, feelings, moods that rise up from the depths of our very being. The colors that flow through a painter’s brush,…
Happy is not our natural state of being. In fact it isn’t a state of being at all. We always yearn for happiness, work on reaching a state of happiness, think of a thousand things that…
Our Navrathri golu this year is a trip through time weaving reality with mythology, fantasy and dystopy. Ethereal The journey starts with Swarga, where perfect beings reside in their gossamer abodes warmed by the soothing rays…
The hermit on the hill – And so the hermit sat upon the mountain top for ages. That’s what the people said. For years and years or decades and decades or even eons and eons depending…
If all is one and if one is all then there is none. Numbers exist because of one another. 1 exists because of 2.. and 3… and 4… and infinity. Take those away then one becomes…
Art and science – seeming contradictions but just different interpretations of the same subject we call life. If art were a poem, science is its letters. If art were a painting science is its colors If…
As I was looking for the meaning of a word one day, I ran into a flurry of synonyms and antonyms competing with each other in an avalanche that buried the word in their attempt to…
I am more Than what you see I am more Than What I say I am more Than What you think Who I am I am more For where I lay Uncontained I overflow Your tallest…
𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯’𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦, Of 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘦 Live 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯’𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘕𝘰 𝘢𝘹𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 you 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 Neither longitude nor latitude Ǝᗡ𝐧⊥ı⊥ʇ∀ ʇ𝐧𝐨𝐪ɐ 𝐥𝐥ɐ 𝐬,ʇ𝐈 𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦 is 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 (𝘹,𝘺)𝘴…
The morality bandwagon. Everyone is on it these days. Everyone is running for causes, standing up for a belief or two, raising money for charity, sharing pictures of themselves with the down trodden. It is indeed…
We see the world as made up of discreet units – living or otherwise The rock, the wave, the shore. The bug, the plant, the carnivore. Tom, Joe and Dumbledore. Each living their parts out on…
Your “I” is your evil ego, lose it, they said; do not think of yourself as an ‘I’. How is that possible, I asked. If I do squish my I into an shapeless mass, devoid of individuality,…
To be free!! As free as a bubble, floating in the air, tethered to nothing, nothing but…air! But the bubbles aren’t free for they but dance to the whims of the ever flowing, diabolical wind! Ah, to…
We are obsessed with reliving lives, over and over. Not necessarily our own, but any life. We re-live life scenarios in movies, in books, in gossip, even in our dreams. We find it incredibly interesting to…
“An·thro·po·cen·tric (anTHrəpəˈsentrik/adjective) : Considering human beings as the most significant entity of the universe; interpreting or regarding the world in terms of human values and experiences.” A pervasive term that pretty much sums up the way…
There was a time when everyone believed that the earth was flat. That the world was a cheap trick from a magician’s hat. That there is a place called heaven and a place called hell. They…
Does it matter? Does it not matter? If the world is just a darn simulation, and we are merely playing our parts, a darn show on a stage that has no other relevance than that of…
Glassy insignificants, contained in space…reflections, illusions..the splendor of kaleidoscope. Kaleidoscopic minds, contained in time…drama and emotion, the splendor of life. Life and the hunt for its metaphors, finding the metaphor = finding life? Meaning shrouded in complexity.…
Our brains are like VHS tapes. No, not in that they are obsolete (yet), but in that they are capable of working only in a linear fashion. Even if the data is all in there, all…
When the survival of a species depended on and still does on its social construct and its very evolution has been defined by the connected civilizations it fosters, it is indeed difficult and, nearly impossible for an…
Saraswathi Ganapathy. Is no more – in his mortal form. But will live on. At 92, a mind as vast as the cosmos, an intellect sharper than a razor, he continued to inspire. There was not…
Fractals are everywhere… in the foliage of the trees, in the waves of the ocean, in the neurons of the brain, in the atom, to the solar system. Fractals pervade all existence. The idea that…
What is the soul? Is it that which according to some, is transferred through births and rebirths, or is it the neʹphesh or psy·kheʹ…the life we possess now? It is, but, that which you think it is. What…
Be a Roman. While living this life, live. Live as your genes, your environs, your instincts mandate. Live as your dogmas, your notions, your religions dictate. You may break free and run away, but you will…
Artists and philosophers abhor that which they merely see, or merely hear, or merely feel. In abject denial of things as they seem to be, the artist and the philosopher both strive to re-interpret, to repaint,…
Simulation is the buzz word of the day in popular science magazines, of nascent and tenured philosophers and established scientists. Even popular figures like Stephen Hawking and Elon Musk are proclaiming that we may very well be living…
A thinking, evolving mind can take either of two paths. Why? or How? It can wonder why? The why of life, of the world, the why of ‘I’. Or it could think how? How does life…
We are all cataloged. And cross cataloged. Like books in a library. We are men or women or in-betweens, we are Hindus or Christians or Jews. We are doctors or philosophers. We are good or bad.…
The mainstay of Darwinian evolutionary theory , the concept of the “natural selection” has become a counter -evolutionary force in the context of human evolution. That is because human discretion rather than natural selection now decides who…
It is time to give religion a well deserved rest. The kind of organized, tradition enriched, communal religion with its set repertoire of mores and ethos that fragments society rather than enlightens it. We need to…
Can the eye see itself? Can thought perceive itself? Thought can perceive but cannot see. The eye can see but what can it perceive? Perception of the outside world is but a mishmash of all senses.…
Feelings of sympathy, love, and of course happiness are ‘good’ while emotions such as hate, envy and the like are deemed ‘bad’. So much so that if envy arises in a person, the person as a…
There are various degrees of entrapment. On one hand, we get so entrapped in events and consequences of our own lives and on the other, in the doings of everyone and everything around us. The process of…
Save my dog, eat the chicken. No, you cannot eat a horse, but a lowly pig is fine. My religion, my god, my beliefs are fine, yours are the pits. My country, my way. My great…
Art. Art is what sets humans apart. Take away art, and you have a species trying to live, to survive and procreate, just like the scurrying ant or the dog sitting next to you. However, we…
The New Epoch By S. Ganapathy The human species has entered a new phase, an exciting phase – combining physics with metaphysics. It is of course difficult – even perplexing for those in the earlier generation to…
***This blog will remain in a constant state of flux, between the edited and the updated…constantly changing…like life itself…evolving as thinking evolves…*** Some of the world’s dominating religions would like us to think that only…
We are all but bubbles strewn out of the same soapy solution. All the same, yet, all very different. Each one of us a different permutation, a different combination of the other. Similar, yet dissimilar, just…