spirituality

Would the cuckoo know space-time manifestations?: A poem

Does the cuckoo in the clock know the difference? They say the universe’s memory is lodged only on its surface – the macroscopic existence of gravity like a large box with three-dimensional spaces and the quantum existence in the microscopic! Should they not resolve, may actually be encoded in a two-dimensional digital dataset. Like a hologram that is flat but appears three-dimensional. Even a blackhole is onlyContinue reading “Would the cuckoo know space-time manifestations?: A poem “

Huxley, the West pursued so-called happiness; the East sought equanimous calm: A poem

Did you see a vision in your sudden blindness that you needed to learn and teach, out of a raging pursuit out of a debilitation? And how you turned out to be (!) prolific mentor in a dystopian world! Discovering that the piecrust of seeking happiness leaves one without tasting the meat within it. Like in the West, libido felt like a liberation,Continue reading “Huxley, the West pursued so-called happiness; the East sought equanimous calm: A poem “

What constituted the artistry of my soul?: A poem

All through the hectic vacuousness of my life, when I thought I had so little, so meagre, not even a half-filled glass; I didn’t question the lack of generosity of Fate. I am not even arrogant in my being above expectation. I am happy with the fructose of soulful wisdom, than the saccharine of the material. Did my art arise from lack ofContinue reading “What constituted the artistry of my soul?: A poem “