Unspoken Verses

Delusions as a concept exists because reality is supposedly shared. Because we have an idea of shared reality, we have the idea of delusions, and when people's realities go beyond or away from the shared reality, we call them delusions. And yet, how you go beyond shared realities is a very interesting topic in itself. On the one hand, there are the people who are creating their own realities everyday. Something made up out of the mind. And since that has happened, they are seeing something that no-one else is able to see, so the delusion seems obvious. On the other hand, there are the people who are able to see things others aren't. The very fundamental qualification of a leader is their ability to see. To perceive a possibility and visualize a path to it that others cannot. A leader is able to see the details of a possibility that others can't. An artist is able to see a picture in great detail in their mind, before they ever put it on paper. Don't get me wrong...

Someone who has read articles of people drowning a lot can only think of drowning when they see the water. And in that water, all they can do is try to stay afloat. And in trying to stay afloat, the harder they try to keep their head above water, the more their body goes under. And in that trying to stay afloat, the illusion of drowning becomes truer, till it really happens. Yet, it's irresponsible to try to convey to a drowning person, "Stop trying to float!! the very nature of this water is to push you up! Just lie still and relax!", because that seems like someone asking you to stop surviving. The only thing to do is either dive in, grab them and take them outside - and they may struggle against you, scratch you, claw you, cuz they're not convinced you have the intent or the capability to save them, Or to throw them a rope or a float, essentially a concession. Please unlearn the non-sense you're reading in news, and tv, and take a leap of faith Everyone in the ...

 So a lot of things happened. I am not sure where I left you guys the last time, but here's some updates. I have now been working at my big tech company for about 4 years. The plan was to do it for 3 years, then get out and work on something more meaningful to me. But there were a few more things that happened in between. I got into yoga and meditation big time for about 2 years.  It was the kind of getting into yoga and meditation, where people meet you after a few months, and do not recognize you, because you look different, you talk different, and you generally have a different air about you. I was deep enough, that I would wake up at 3:40 am everyday and sometimes be doing 2-3 hours of yoga a day before going into work. This one time I went 5 days while eating about 3 oranges, and 1 lunch -> that too was mainly because I got tired of the fact that I wasn't hungry. I also remember sitting at work one day looking very intently at my skip manager, and suddenly seeing the c...

Interesting excerpts. A lot that can be validated by recorded history. "Hail to thee, O teacher of Brahmins!" Onesikritos said after seeking out Dandamis in his forest retreat. "The son of the mighty God Zeus, being Alexander who is the Sovereign Lord of all men, asks you to go to him, and if you comply, he will reward you with great gifts, but if you refuse, he will cut off your head!" The yogi received this fairly compulsive invitation calmly, and "did not so much as lift up his head from his couch of leaves." "I also am a son of Zeus, if Alexander be such," he commented. "I want nothing that is Alexander's, for I am content with what I have, while I see that he wanders with his men over sea and land for no advantage, and is never coming to an end of his wanderings. "Go and tell Alexander that God the Supreme King is never the Author of insolent wrong, but is the Creator of light, of peace, of life, of water, of the bod...

What's the difference between a fire and the sun I ask? Maybe just the size of the task? The scale at which they operate? The basis of life to exist and procreate? But every night the sun goes, and leaves just a pale moon's reflection behind In the desert, on a cold winter night, it's the fire that sustains your kind. Did I just try to negate the basis of a phenomenon to satisfy a little fire? But I say why bow to the sun and ignore the fire? The tiny fire is an expression of the sun near you. Just like Him, burning itself away to sustain you, indiscriminate warm and bright He might light up the sky, but he lights up the night What to do poor guy only gets to eat coal and wood, Smoking and puffing,  because that's all gather you could And yes, he's not big enough to warm you from a million miles away But he's yours to keep, whenever, wherever, night or day. What meaning has size or scale? In an infinite abyss anyway But that's not really it isn't it It...

The walls you build to protect yourself imprison you too They are walls they can't differentiate false from true The walls you build to make sure nothing happens to you, make sure that nothing ever happens to you They are walls, they can't differentiate good or bad for you The walls that you build to keep out the rain, keep the sun out too Stop building these walls you fool Or if the rain has been hard and you obsessed over walls build your doors and windows a little more tall What you're trying to protect cannot be protected Your time's limited and your life neglected Build some walls, but don't forget the doors Embrace the sun, and the rain too as it pours Your choices are either to live as life comes willingly or live as life comes unwillingly life comes nevertheless, and then it goes.