philosophy

Godspell and Anunnaki-spell: A poem

Unlike what the Gemara is to the Minash, a twinning of the Talmud! The lying New Testament is no holy book of mine! No complement to the Old Testament. But, should I recommend the veracity of the ancient book of Genesis? A book that is enmeshed in half-truths, because of the Jewish exile in Babylon, that borrowed Anunnaki myths! Yes, I wasContinue reading “Godspell and Anunnaki-spell: A poem “

Where does truth stand, between hypotheses and lies?: A poem

Would you have sprung forth unconsciously into the world, when you were unceremoniously caught in the forceps of a conceiving reality subordinating your own hidden conception of spirit? Did you realise that this lifetime was a pretentious circle, even if time was meant to be circular, because there was actually the diagonality of two ends? Would you be aware, that you were infernally locked up in the diagonality of the twoContinue reading “Where does truth stand, between hypotheses and lies?: A poem “

Hermes, where lies the Tabula Smardgina?: A poem

I am a quantum spin ball around a vortex, an unmeasurable revolution around a crankshaft A life witness to the ordinance of rebirth and reincarnation Above even time, steadfast with its ages And the power to change earth’s seasons Would I have stopped by to write the secrets in the Tabula Smardgina? The secrets unveiled by Hermes Trismegistos, The Thrice Great; when wisdom is bequeathed only at a timeContinue reading “Hermes, where lies the Tabula Smardgina?: A poem “

I peer through the window into space…: A poem

I peer through the window into a space, a place dotted by imagination, illusion, fantasy, Like a child’s first venture into fable, where he discovers there is a reality beyond the surreal moat of a bounded reality And I question every science that seems to connote a presumption or conclusion to the existence of being Have I not wanderedContinue reading “I peer through the window into space…: A poem “

Pythagoras, you had a fixation for the number 3!: A poem

Somehow, I see you traveling into the Levant, with the quest to educate yourself; and you stumbled on an antediluvian stella, left by none other than the advocates of Freemasonry, Jabal, Jubail, Tubal Cain and Namnaah. The four siblings who quietly wanted to leave their sacred knowledge to posterity. Before the deluge would bring an end to their world! And inContinue reading “Pythagoras, you had a fixation for the number 3!: A poem “

LeoTolstoy, Introversion, Extroversion and Existence; markers and pivots, War and Peace!: A poem

What are the markers of life, as you float in aspiration, constructs narrated by a society of norms that convince you to believe in them. When religion fails you, and faith seems possessed only by the need to achieve that this should be the ultimate fate you live for! You carved out singularly sensitive tales of human life, brought forth by your own creative soul; butContinue reading “LeoTolstoy, Introversion, Extroversion and Existence; markers and pivots, War and Peace!: A poem “

Carl Jung: The empath, the archetype; and what is a warped reality?: A poem

What do you venture to describe in the years where the mist gathers over you like a blanket and falls down on you like a spiritual rain, so dense that it condenses your analytical rationale into a madness that you fear?! And do you tread into it like it were your own anima, shining its light on you, albeit whatContinue reading “Carl Jung: The empath, the archetype; and what is a warped reality?: A poem “

Rosenkreutz, the Rosy Cross, and the alchymical wedding: A poem

Did Christian Rosenkreutz ever live? And did he ever die? Like a silent pledge over centuries, the embodiment of a secret existence, when the leaking of the Fama Fraternitas set a flurry of intellectual angst all over Europe that became an unfulfilled pursuit of what could not be found in texts and could not be sought in a Lodge of practice? Was itContinue reading “Rosenkreutz, the Rosy Cross, and the alchymical wedding: A poem “

Nietzsche, I agree that the two most evil institutions of society are Christianity and Democracy!: A poem

(Forgiveness and obedience are a weakness, no catharsis; they are a premature submission of spirit to its defeat!) Frederich Nietzsche, what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger? I knew your philosophy as an inherent exotic wisdom, before I came to discover it. We must resolutely become what we are, through the struggle to overcome ourselves in our nascence, and become the Great Spirits Continue reading “Nietzsche, I agree that the two most evil institutions of society are Christianity and Democracy!: A poem “

In the valley of words; and mountains of ideas!: A poem

Does a word fulfil an expression? Does an expression fulfil a thought? How benign is an expletive compared to the sense of actual anger, bitterness? Do you feel that an expression is only assuaged by its exhibition? Does, then, expression mitigate angst? Or do we ignore the frustration of dissatisfied resonance without the beat of the pulse and carry on with the swordsContinue reading “In the valley of words; and mountains of ideas!: A poem “